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