I just took a hit of my worst desires
Now my eyes they kinda burn and the room's on fire
But I'm playing it cool in the corner like I'm used to
My mind is playing tricks on me, but she's a liar
And they must think I'm a bitch 'cause I'm awfully quiet
And I know that's not true but I can't disprove it
I find a mirror for some conversation
She's looking back and she starts to say
I'm stuck with, I'm stuck with, I'm stuck with
You and your friends but I'm kinda over them
I like to pretend I'm out on my own again
I spin in my dresses, count up my blessings
Violet's on the phone with her older brother
And that makes me feel alone 'cause I'm left to wonder
What it's like to get a call from your very own blood
I see a girl in the wallpaper
I hate the yellow that seems to take her under
Me under, I'm stuck with
You and your friends but I'm kinda over them
I like to pretend I'm out on my own again
I spin in my dresses, count up my blessings
You and your friends but I might be one of them
I like to pretend I'm, I'm who I was again
I sit in detention, learning my lesson