mad at god

I'm not even center stage in my daydreams
Main character's reserved for the prom queen
At best, I could settle for a sidekick
But I still couldn't kick it with the cool kids

And I, oh, I wonder what it's like, what it's like to be liked
Though if I didn't have to try
To be someone that they might kinda like

I'm mad at god
'Cause I prayed last night
And I woke up the same size
I fell in love
With a girl this time
And my mom says that's not right

No, I don't wanna be bitter
Or come across as a quitter
But I'm getting kinda tired
I'm mad at god
'Cause if he exists, why do I still feel like this?

I'm sick of all the headaches
And feeling like a head case
If I could turn it off, I would
Spend all my social credits
And I always regret it
If I could save them up, I would

I never go to parties 'cause I never get invited
But I never ever make new friends (never ever make new friends)
It'd be kinda nice if I could take my own advice
I'd be alright but

I'm mad at god
'Cause I prayed last night
And I woke up the same size
I fell in love
With a girl this time
And my mom says that's not right

No, I don't wanna be bitter
Or come across as a quitter
But I'm getting kinda tired
I'm mad at god
'Cause if he exists, why do I still feel like this?

I'm mad at god
He won't take my calls
So, I'll make my own way home
I swear to god
I know that this might hurt but
I promise it's your fault
And maybe if my family could take the time to talk to me
Instead of being on your side
I'd give it up 'cause I've had enough

I'm mad at god
'Cause I prayed last night
And I woke up the same size
I fell in love
With a girl this time
And my mom says that's not right

No, I don't wanna be bitter
Or come across as a quitter
But I'm getting kinda tired
I'm mad at god
'Cause if he exists, why do I still feel like this?