I just took a hit of my worst desires Now my eyes they kinda burn and the room's on fire But I'm playing it cool in the corner like I'm used to My mind is playing tricks on me, but she's a liar And they must think I'm a bitch 'cause I'm awfully quiet And I know that's not true but I can't disprove it I find a mirror for some conversation She's looking back and she starts to say I'm stuck with, I'm stuck with, I'm stuck with You and your friends but I'm kinda over them I like to pretend I'm out on my own again I spin in my dresses, count up my blessings Violet's on the phone with her older brother And that makes me feel alone 'cause I'm left to wonder What it's like to get a call from your very own blood I see a girl in the wallpaper I hate the yellow that seems to take her under Me under, I'm stuck with You and your friends but I'm kinda over them I like to pretend I'm out on my own again I spin in my dresses, count up my blessings You and your friends but I might be one of them I like to pretend I'm, I'm who I was again I sit in detention, learning my lesson