Now I'm bein' stupid
I used to be so cute to me
Just a little bit skinny
Why do I look to all these things to keep you happy?
Maybe get rid of you, and then I'll get back to me
My outsides look cool, my insides are blue
Every time I think I'm through, it's because of you
I've tried different ways, but it's all the same
At the end of the day, I have myself to blame
Keep on trippin'
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