I'm scared the kids who picked on me in high school were right
That I'm a fucking mess and I'll never make it far in life
With holes in my t-shirt and crooked teeth
I'm scared this is how I will always be
So I saved up for braces and I saved for weeks
Until my car broke down and I spent the rest on weed
Amelia, you're nothing but a joke to me
You walk around with your head so tall
But we all know you're weak
And Amelia, I'm sorry you had to make fun of me
Just to feel good 'bout yourself
Do you feel good 'bout yourself?
Should probably get some help
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Scared that I will never catch up to my friends
'Causе they're all getting their degrees and
Well, I can't even really sing
For more than a few lines I lose my breath
And I'd play at the local but I'm scared to death
You'll be in the corner taking the piss
With your costume on and your bright red lips
Amelia, you're nothing but a joke to me
You walk around with your head so tall
But we all know you're weak
And Amelia, I'm sorry you had to make fun of me
Just to feel good 'bout yourself
Do you feel good 'bout yourself?
Should probably get some help
Should probably get some help
Yeah, you should probably get some help
Yeah, you should probably get some help
Oh, you should get some help
Should probably get some help
Yeah, you should probably get some help
Yeah, you should probably get some help
Oh, you should get some help
Amelia, you're nothing but a joke to me
You walk around with your head so tall
But we all know you're weak
And Amelia, I'm sorry you had to make fun of me
Just to feel good 'bout yourself
Do you feel good 'bout yourself?
Should probably get some help
Should probably get some
Should probably get some
Should probably get some