everybody wants to be the dj everybody thinks it's oh so easy you think you belong and you come on strong,
but I can still tell the right from the wrong.
I could never be that kind of girl nobody takes the time to turn you always act as if it's understood, but sweet revenge is finger-lickin' good
if only I could sell myself the way that even I would buy if only I could sell myself the way that even I would buy
Something's got to give 'cause I don't know
Here's one thing how to understand me loneliness tastes like cotton candy. You answer "I love you" with "I know", never check the messages on your answerphone
if only I could sell myself the way that even I would buy