they all say that it gets better
a ranking of my favourite album of all time (there’s literally no song on this that i dont like)
Items in this hypelist
Music
so american
God, I'm so boring, and I'm so rude Can't have a conversation if it's not all about you
girl i’ve always been
Well, I have captors I call friends I got panic rooms inside my head
all-american bitch
I pay attention to things that most people ignore And I'm alright with the movies that make jokes 'bout senseless cruelty
get him back!
And when I told him how he hurt me, he'd tell me I was trippin' But I am my father's daughter, so maybe I could fix him
ballad of a homeschooled girl
Cat got my tongue, and I don't think I get along with anyone
love is embarrassing
You found a new version of me And I damn near started World War III
obsessed
She's got those lips, she's got those hips The life of every fuckin' party She's talented, she's good with kids She even speaks kindly about me
stranger
You know I'll always think of you, I'll love you 'til the end of time You are the best thing that I'll ever keep so far out of my life
vampire
And every girl I ever talked to told me you were bad, bad news You called them crazy, god, I hate the way I called them crazy too
pretty isn’t pretty
You can win the battle, but you'll never win the war You fix the things you hated, and you'd still feel so insecure And I try to ignore it, but it's everything I see
scared of my guitar
I say that I'm fine, I tell them all the time As they watch all the light fade away
logical
'Cause loving you is loving every Argument you held over my head Brought up the girls you could have instead
lacy
And I despise my jealous eyes and how hard they fell for you Yeah, I despise my rotten mind and how much it worships you
bad idea right?
Oh, yes, I know that he's my ex, but can't two people reconnect? I only see him as a friend, I just tripped and fell into his bed
the grudge
Ooh, your flowers filled with vitriol You built me up to watch me fall
making the bed
I'm so tired of bein' the girl that I am Every good thing has turned into something I dread
teenage dream
Will I spend all the rest of my years wishing I could go back?
