Poor girl
Look at her all alone
So dumb
Doesn't get she's the joke
That's what you say
When you're laughing in my face, but I think
Poor girl
Uncomfortable in her skin
Too scared
To let anybody in
You give me hell
To feel better about yourself so I say
Fine, if that's the way things have to be
That's fine, just keep on making fun of me
And if you wanna run me over
Try not to get my blood on your new car
And if you wanna put me down, well
I guess that's saying more about who you are
Treat me like roadkill
Leave me behind and drive away
But you know I will
Be happier than you someday
Someday
So what
Your confidence is all pretend
It's clear
You hate yourself and your friends
You've got no clue
But they're talking about you too so I think
Why is this the way things have to be
Oh why do you stay when you could be free
But if you wanna run me over
Try not to get my blood on your new car
And if you wanna put me down, well
I guess that's saying more about who you are
Treat me like roadkill
Leave me behind and drive away
But you know I will
Be happier than you someday
Someday
You could find some better friends
Who don't get wasted every weekend
But it seems too hard
Yeah you've been scarred
And you could find a better way
To feel okay
With who you are
With who you are
And if you wanna run me over
Keep pouring salt on my open wounds
If you wanna put me down, well
I hope you get well soon
Treat me like roadkill
Leave me behind and drive away
But you know I will
Be happier than you someday