everybody wants to be the dj everybody thinks it's oh so easy you think you belong and you come on strong but i can still tell the right from the wrong
i could never be that kind of girl nobody takes the time to turn you always act as if it's understood but sweet revenge is finger-lickin' good
if only i could sell myself the way that even i would buy if only i could sell myself the way that even i would buy somethings got to give somethings got to give 'cause i don't know somethings got to give somethings got to give 'cause i don't know
there's one thing how to understand me loneliness tastes like cotton candy you answer 'i love you' with 'i know' never check the message on your answerphone
if only i could sell myself the way that even i would buy if only i could sell myself the way that even i would buy somethings got to give somethings got to give but i don't know somethings got to give somethings got to give but i don't know