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
Something's got to give
'cause I don't know
Here's one thing how to understand me
Loneliness tastes like cotton candy.
You answer "I love you" with "I know",
Never check the messages on your answerphone
If only I could sell myself the way that even I would buy
Something's got to give
'cause I don't know
Writer(s): Stephen Dewaele, David Dewaele
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