When I Get My Braces Off
I'm sixteen in October, my boyfriend's a bit older
He's just about to graduate and I just dropped out yesterday
So yeah I'm feeling lovely, wonder if you'll love me
'Cause I swear I can hear a voice that's telling me I'm ugly
I say "Shut the fuck up", I'm tougher than a boxer
When I get my braces off I'm gonna be a rockstar
I wanna die my hair blue, wanna cut it all off
Wanna grow it all back, wanna dye it all black
I bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I hate, what
I bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I hate
They think I got potential, I think they got the wrong girl
I'm skipping school like jump rope, I stay out when the sun goes
And I don't ever tell ya, even though it hurts me
I'm counting all my silver coins, I'm gonna get a Slurpee
Meet me in the city, meet me at your bus stop
Barely even smoking, but my sister says I must stop
I wanna die my hair blue, wanna cut it all off
Wanna grow it all back, wanna dye it all black
I bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I hate, what
I bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I hate, what
I bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I hate, what
I bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I hate, what
He's just about to graduate and I just dropped out yesterday
So yeah I'm feeling lovely, wonder if you'll love me
'Cause I swear I can hear a voice that's telling me I'm ugly
I say "Shut the fuck up", I'm tougher than a boxer
When I get my braces off I'm gonna be a rockstar
I wanna die my hair blue, wanna cut it all off
Wanna grow it all back, wanna dye it all black
I bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I hate, what
I bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I hate
They think I got potential, I think they got the wrong girl
I'm skipping school like jump rope, I stay out when the sun goes
And I don't ever tell ya, even though it hurts me
I'm counting all my silver coins, I'm gonna get a Slurpee
Meet me in the city, meet me at your bus stop
Barely even smoking, but my sister says I must stop
I wanna die my hair blue, wanna cut it all off
Wanna grow it all back, wanna dye it all black
I bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I hate, what
I bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I hate, what
I bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I hate, what
I bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I like
Bet you hate what I hate, what
Credits
Writer(s): Grace Shaw, Aaron Kleinstub
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