Is it something I missed? Now you're acting like a kid I guess you wanna get to show me first And I'm supposed to be petite, subservient, and weak Go hit a runner, stop picking on your mother Lie to me Tell me I'm pretty Tell me I'm skinny Tell me I'm winning, fuck Lie to me Tell me I'm something Tell me I'm nothing Tell me I'm anything Now you're taking a spit Between the glamour and the glip You're a crier, an awkward messy liar Tell the girls how to speak And how you kiss them on their feet You're a poser, another fucking lala Lie to me Tell me I'm pretty Tell me I'm skinny Tell me I'm winning, fuck Lie to me Tell me I'm something Tell me I'm nothing Tell me I'm anything You wanna be the man You wanna be the king You wanna be the expert You wanna be the one You wanna be it You wanna be the one that makes you Lie to me Tell me I'm pretty Tell me I'm skinny Tell me I'm winning, fuck Lie to me Tell me I'm something Tell me I'm nothing Tell me I'm anything You wanna be the man You wanna be the king You wanna be the expert You wanna be the one You wanna be it You wanna be the one, don't ya, ya fuckin' jerk?