When I was just a girl, I read a magazine
It said "You can have the world if you look pretty
But you'll never be enough, so avoid humiliation
And stop looking for love when all you need is validation"
So I grew up kind of hating myself
And letting all you motherfuckers monetize my mental health
By making me believe that my personal success
Was dependent on my weight and the way that I dress
Oh, oh
I hate it when you ask me "What's your problem?"
Oh, oh
As if you don't already know
I'm a fuckin' narcissist
Yeah, that's what my problem is
You're the one that started this
But I'm a fuckin' nar-, nar-
I see the same magazine criticize my generation
And I find it kinda weird you'd critique your own creation
But you still go online and call me self-obsessed
Wait! Did you forget who made the internet?
Oh, oh
I hate it when you ask me "What's your problem?"
Oh, oh
As if you don't already know
I'm a fuckin' narcissist
Yeah, that's what my problem is
You're the one that started this
But I'm a fuckin' nar-, nar-
I'm a fuckin' narcissist
Yeah, that's what my problem is
I'm empathy's arsonist
Yeah, I'm a fuckin' nar-, nar-
You call me apathetic
You call my worth in vanity
Until I'm depressed, then you get upset
When all I ever do is talk about me
You sell your dumb cosmetics
You're setting goals I'll never reach
Until I'm depressed, then you get upset
When all I ever do is talk about-
I'm a fuckin' narcissist
Yeah, that's what my problem is
You're the one that started this
But I'm a fuckin' nar-, nar-
I'm a fuckin' narcissist
Yeah, that's what my problem is
You're the one that started this
But I'm a fuckin' nar-, nar-
I'm a fuckin' narcissist
Yeah, that's what my problem is
I'm empathy's arsonist
Yeah, I'm a fuckin' nar-, nar-
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