Feel so Bad
I got the pinstripe silhouette
Draped in the middle class uniform
Straight out of Torrington, Connecticut
I watch the white bread, vanilla porn
Thirty-five (thirty-five)
Thirty-five (thirty-five)
Still lookin' for my gold star attagirl
Outta line (outta line)
Outta line (outta line)
Fingers wrapped tight stranglin' a string of pearls
I'm wrecked, I'm wrecked
I'm fallin' apart
A little sympathy could go a long way
Oh, don't you just feel so bad?
Another thing I haven't mentioned yet
That I just thought that you should know
I never been so fuckin' upset
Are you listening?
Hey!
Oh, don't you know that I'm the queen? (Whoa)
Yeah, baby wins and baby flaunts
Another cog in the me machine
Yeah, baby gets what baby wants!
I'm wrecked, I'm wrecked
I'm fallin' apart
A little sympathy could go a long way
I'm blessed, I'm blessed
Blessed and I'm dumb
This is typically the gist of my day
Oh, don't you just feel so bad?
Feel so bad
I'm wrecked, I'm wrecked
I'm fallin' apart
A little sympathy could go a long way
I'm blessed, I'm blessed
Blessed and I'm dumb
This is typically the gist of my day
I'm wrecked, I'm wrecked
I'm fallin' apart
A little sympathy could go a long way
Oh, don't you just feel so bad?
Draped in the middle class uniform
Straight out of Torrington, Connecticut
I watch the white bread, vanilla porn
Thirty-five (thirty-five)
Thirty-five (thirty-five)
Still lookin' for my gold star attagirl
Outta line (outta line)
Outta line (outta line)
Fingers wrapped tight stranglin' a string of pearls
I'm wrecked, I'm wrecked
I'm fallin' apart
A little sympathy could go a long way
Oh, don't you just feel so bad?
Another thing I haven't mentioned yet
That I just thought that you should know
I never been so fuckin' upset
Are you listening?
Hey!
Oh, don't you know that I'm the queen? (Whoa)
Yeah, baby wins and baby flaunts
Another cog in the me machine
Yeah, baby gets what baby wants!
I'm wrecked, I'm wrecked
I'm fallin' apart
A little sympathy could go a long way
I'm blessed, I'm blessed
Blessed and I'm dumb
This is typically the gist of my day
Oh, don't you just feel so bad?
Feel so bad
I'm wrecked, I'm wrecked
I'm fallin' apart
A little sympathy could go a long way
I'm blessed, I'm blessed
Blessed and I'm dumb
This is typically the gist of my day
I'm wrecked, I'm wrecked
I'm fallin' apart
A little sympathy could go a long way
Oh, don't you just feel so bad?
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Writer(s): Brian Charles Cutaia
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