Wandering around She searches for her crown Never looking down Cause it's against her morale Now this hot mess Is heading out west And I do wish her the best Just don't be another dress to undress And I hope you see That you don't have to be a beauty queen Just because you're eighteen Oh, all you ever do Is sit around to use your phone to turn your brain to stew It's all you do And it's a shame that I do it too