{I hate when people do that when you, like. Hate each other and you know she hates us. Hi Brittany, Hey Jord, Oh my gosh, hey Caitlin. I have to tell you something, What?}.
Thoughts of you keep running through my head. Images I just want to forget. I look in the mirror and put on a happy face. But nobody sees it, and I don't believe it.
You can't please everybody all the time. So instead of tryin', I say whatever, whatever, whatever. Oh, you might take things a little differently. And that's okay with me, I say whatever, whatever, whatever.
You don't know my name. You don't know anything about me. I tried to play nice. I wanna be in your game. . The things that you say. Now you may think.
Don't go jumping to conclusions. Draw me into your confusion. Don't you know that you're intruding?. So back off for a while. . It's never been up for debating.
I'm not trying to pretend. I'm not one for giving in. To do anything just to be your friend. . Whatever you expect from me. Think about it carefully. Before this relationship begins.
She's a walking casting call. A fashion runway doll. Her 4.0 comes naturally. . She's good at everything. She's got a following. An entourage of copy queens.