(One, two, one, two, three, four) Please don't think that I hate you When I don't wanna see you I just don't want you to see me I've been hiding in dark rooms Going to bed early Self-diagnosing on WebMD I used to feel so pretty Now I've got a complex Is it supposed to feel lucky When they say I'm just a head case? My days pass in a bright blur While my mind is elsewhere I'm obsessing over who I could be If the fog would be lifting For some relief from this sickness That beats me into submission anytime I'm happy I used to feel so pretty Now I've got a complex Is it supposed to feel lucky When they say I'm just a head case? ♪ I used to feel so pretty Now I've got a complex Is it supposed to feel lucky When they say I'm just a head case? Please don't think that I hate you When I don't wanna see you I just don't want you to see me