You'd be paranoid too
If everyone you knew
Was out to get you
You'd be paranoid too
If everyone you knew
Was out to get you
People treat me like I'm an asshole
But I don't text when I drive, though (Nice!)
I can't say that they're all wrong, though
Cause I still use straws on the down-low (I'm sorry!)
I learned to live with these eyes in my closet
Hands in my pockets
I'm alone but surrounded
I'm breathing, I'm drowning
I haven't slept in days but who's counting?
(Yeah)
You'd be paranoid too
If everyone you knew
Was out to get you
You'd be paranoid too
If everyone you knew
Was out to get you
Might just rent a hotel room
Light a couple candles
Find out that I'm cancelled
(shit)
But I bought a bunch of candy
As much as they would give me at the CVS
My Plan B
I might just lose my shit off of the balcony
Room 103
Yeah that's my purgatory
Yeah Until I end it all (shit)
Whoops, I got a little dark
Yeah, things get a little hard
When you've got eyes in my closet
Hands in my pockets
You'd be paranoid too
If everyone you knew
Was out to get you
You'd be paranoid too
If everyone you knew
Was out to get you
Had to have a Britney moment
Had to cut it off
I got what I wanted
Or at least I thought
Yeah I'm a little bit of a little bitch
So?
I might turn around and say some stupid shit
No
Had to have a Britney moment
And I cut it off
Cut it off
You'd be paranoid too
If everyone you knew
Was out to get you
You'd be paranoid too
If everyone you knew
Was out to get you
(If everyone was out to get you)
Yeah, I'm a little bit of a little bitch, so?
I might turn around and say some stupid shit, no
Yeah, I'm a little bit of a little bitch, so?
I might turn around and say some stupid shit, no
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