Leave your fucking friend at the Smithtown mall where she belongs
'cause now she's got the same tattoo as you,
And learning all your songs.
She tries to be like you and everyone can see.
I don't want to see her when I'm on that fucking stage.
So keep her away.
'Cause she steals everything, and you're too blind to see.
If she takes everything, what's left for me?
Can't compete. Got you beat.
Can't compete. Got you beat. She's my queen. She's my everything.
Can't compete. Got you beat. She's my everything.
'Cause she steals everything, and you're too blind to see.
She takes everything, she takes everything, what's left for....
Leave your fucking friend at the Smithtown mall where she belongs
'cause now she's got the same tattoo as you,
And learning all your songs.
She tries to be like you and everyone can see. She's a fake!
I don't want to see her when I'm on that fucking stage.
So keep her away.
'Cause she steals everything, and you're too blind to see.
If she takes everything, what's left for me?
Can't compete. Got you beat.
Can't compete. Got you beat. She's my queen. She's my everything.
Can't compete. Got you beat. She's my everything.
'Cause she steals everything, and you're too blind to see.
She takes everything, she takes everything, what's left for me?
Writer(s): Shaye Smith, Carolyn Dawn Johnson
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