[Kelly Clarkson] If you go, they’ll say you’re following If you don’t, then you’re too good for them If you smile, you must be ignorant If you don’t, what’s your problem?
If you’re down, so ungrateful And if you’re happy, why so selfish? And, you can’t win No, you can’t win, no
The one who doesn’t quite fit in Underdressed under your skin Oh, a walking disaster Every time you try to fly You end up falling out of line, oh You can’t can’t win, no
If you’re thin, poor little walking disease If you’re not, they’re all screaming obese If you’re straight, why aren’t you married yet? If you’re gay, why aren’t you waving a flag? If it’s wrong, you’re knowing it If it’s right, you’ll always miss You can’t win, no You can’t win, no
The one who doesn’t quite fit in Underdressed under your skin Oh, a walking disaster Every time you try to fly You end up falling out of line, oh
You can’t can’t win, no
And you try, you try so hard But it’s wearing on your heart And you play, you play the game But you pay, you pay for it You can’t win, no You can’t win no
If you speak, you’ll only piss ‘em off If you don’t, you’re another robot If you stop, they’ll just say you quit If you don’t, you might lose your shit You can’t win, no You can’t win, no You can’t win, nooo
The one who doesn’t quite fit in Underdressed under your skin Oh, a walking disaster Every time you try to fly You end up falling out of line, oh You can’t can’t win, no
I can’t win...
The one who doesn’t quite fit in Underdressed under your skin Oh, a walking disaster Every time you try to fly You end up falling out of line, oh You can’t can’t win, no