(Woah)
Ripped jeans, greasy hair, sittin' on a couch (Hey)
High headphone volume level, being in is out (Hey)
Pierced nose, pierced lips, but I'm not gonna tell you where (Uh-huh)
Flying over centuries with music in her ears
She's singin', "Woah, I'm not gonna do that, no
It's not gonna happen, woah
Go fuck yourself
Hey, go fuck yourself
Woah, I'm not gonna do that, no
It's not gonna happen, woah
Go fuck yourself
Hey, go fuck yourself"
Makeup, no job, cruising through the town (Mm)
Someone is complaining 'cause the sound is way too loud (Hey)
Goin' out and goin' down, and then, oh, press repeat (Hey)
It's her against the world, and one word is all she needs
She's singin', "Woah, I'm not gonna do that, no
It's not gonna happen, woah
Go fuck yourself
Hey, go fuck yourself
Woah, I'm not gonna do that, no
It's not gonna happen, woah
Go fuck yourself
Hey, go fuck yourself"
Please, please, please repeat yourself
I didn't get what you were sayin'
What, what, what did you say?
No, I don't care, I'm just playin', I'm just playin'
She's singin', "Woah, I'm not gonna do that, no
It's not gonna happen, woah
Go fuck yourself
Hey, go fuck yourself
Woah, I'm not gonna do that, no
It's not gonna happen, woah
Go fuck yourself
Hey, go fuck yourself"
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