You say you like blonde, I call my hairdresser
Paint my lips cherry, 'cause you like it better
You write me shitty songs, but I'll learn every word
And I'll pretend that they're the best things I've ever heard
Lyin' to myself, it won't end well
Oh, well, here I go again
I hate who I become when I fall in love
Oh, what have I done?
You got me feelin' yucky, yucky, yucky, and it's twistin' up my tummy
Got me actin' kinda funny, 'cause I wanna make you love me
Yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky
Twistin' up my tummy, yeah, you got me feelin' yucky
Yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky
Twistin' up my tummy, yeah, you got me feelin' yucky
Now I ghosted all my friends (Ah, ah)
Don't wanna tell them where I've been (Ah)
Boy, you're fuckin' with my head, but I'm kinda into it
How'd I do it all again, I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a
I hate who I become when I fall in love
Oh, what have I done?
You got me feelin' yucky, yucky, yucky, and it's twistin' up my tummy
Got me actin' kinda funny, 'cause I wanna make you love me
Yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky (Ew)
Twistin' up my tummy, yeah, you got me feelin' yucky
Yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky
Twistin' up my tummy, yeah, you got me feelin' yucky
Lyin' to myself, it won't end well
Lyin' to myself, it won't end well
Lyin' to myself, it won't end well
Lyin' to myself, it won't end well
Lyin' to myself, it won't end well
Lyin' to myself, it won't end well
Lyin' to myself, it won't end well
Lyin' to myself
I hate who I become
I hate who I become
Twistin' up my tummy, got me actin' funny, funny
Yeah, you got me feelin'
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