You're Wrong

Mommy tells me to be confident
She bought me polish she likes me different, ya
Copies start to laugh
It's ok they're morally incorrect
And I swear my outfits current
If not po po be coming
I really didn't mean you any harm
Offending your standards
Is that what I did wrong?

I'm sorry did I make a mistake
Bluntly cursed by what you've made
Hung up by an immigrating line

Different colors on a sofa
Prick your finger on needle gonna hurt ya
Bloody bath like a murder
Pain varies on scale from 1 to 10
Mine is 2 I'll bend
Dearie I need friends
Like right now

Mommy tells me to be confident
She bought me polish she likes me different, ya
Copies start to laugh
It's ok they're morally incorrect
And I swear my outfits current
If not po po be coming
I really didn't mean you any harm
Offending your standards
Is that what I did wrong?
Wrong, wrong, wrong
Wrong, wrong, wrong
Wrong, wrong, wrong
You're wrong, wrong

I can't, I can't take your sass
How about you tell me
Why
You pluck out the things you dislike
Was that compliment or like what?

Different colors on a sofa... what
Prick your finger on a needle gonna really really hurt ya
Looking through a muddy glass, put in the washer
Try to clean ya, author told me to grab a pen
Write down how to bend
Dearie I need friends
Like right now!

Mommy tells me to be confident
She bought me polish she likes me different, ya
Copies start to laugh
It's ok they're morally incorrect
And I swear my outfits current
If not po po be coming haha
I really didn't mean you any harm
Offending your standards
Is that what I did wrong?
Wrong, wrong, wrong
Wrong, wrong, wrong
Wrong, wrong, wrong
You're wrong, wrong



Credits
Writer(s): Gavin Lincoln
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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