I can't please you, can I?
No matter how hard I try
I always mess up and I don't know why
At this rate I'll probably end up crying in my prom dress
Laying on the bathroom floor
Then there'll be a spotlight on me like every time before
Can't you just shut up?
Stop spreading rumors and don't give me all of the fucking hate
Oh, silence would be really great
But I get more anxious, knowing you're talking about me behind my back
Just like everyone does
So, at this rate I'll probably end up crying in my prom dress
Laying on the bathroom floor
Then there'll be a spotlight on me like every time before
People'll be laughing
People'll be clapping, loving my desperation, not getting out of my hair
Please let me get some fresh air
Please stop the glares
This is all too much, but I guess you don't care
As long as I'm crying in my prom dress laying on the bathroom floor
I'll be just giving you entertainment like all of the times before
Is my name tasty, because it is in your mouth a lot
All your spitting out is hate
It must be very interesting to watch all of my pain
Or else you wouldn't be wasting your day watching
How short is your attention span?
Who will be next, or will I always be your muse?
You're pushing it close, almost at the end of my fuse
I won't be crying in my prom dress for you to watch like your favorite show
You think you know me, but you don't
Because I never trust you, and I never will
Find someone your size to pick on, or keep your mouth shut
You better stop fucking with me