This next song I wrote about having a mental breakdown in the bathroom at a bar I'm so fucking happy all the time Also, I'm really good at telling lies My friends, they always call me for advice But they don't know I've been crying for the past seven nights, yeah This happens every single time I'm drinking Like I can finally hear the thoughts I'm thinking And it's oh so clear I make a beeline to the bathroom and I look into the mirror saying Fake bitch, fake bitch Running from her problems But she makes it look so good when she ignores them And she puts them on a shelf And whispers to herself "It's okay, bitch Don't ever change, bitch" La-la-la-la-la (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Sorry that I didn't say goodbye Why do I always have to be the life Of the party? But I still do it every night 22, what's your sign? Let's do this, one more time This happens every single time I'm drinking Like I can finally hear the thoughts I'm thinking And it's oh so clear I make a beeline to the bathroom and I look into the mirror saying Fake bitch, fake bitch Running from her problems But she makes it look so good when she ignores them And she puts them on a shelf And she whispers to herself "It's okay, bitch Don't ever change, bitch" La-la-la-la-la (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Life's a bitch, but so am I It's my party, think I'll cry Life's a bitch, but so am I It's my party, think I'll cry (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Love you, thanks guys, fuck yeah