Brat
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's me, it's Delilah
Coming in with the flavor
Coming in with the real shit
Delilah the savior, Delilah the queer
Coming in to your living room screaming
I don't think so
Yeah, you probably never probably ever
Met a woman as dedicated whatever the weather
To bringing rage to the rooms of the girls just like me
Oh, baby, I don't think so
(Yeah) my music is a reaction
It's the reality of what so many women feel every day
It's how it feels
It's the thing that we hold back when we just wanna go
I'm a brat, everybody wanna treat me like that
Everybody wanna tell me I'm bad
Wanna call me a brat
All the pretty girls are just brats like me
I'm a brat, everybody wanna treat me like that
Everybody wanna tell me I'm bad
Wanna call me a brat
All the pretty girls are just brats like me
You wanna come fuck with my attitude
Put yourself on a pedestal
You can say that you made me, but I'd rather speak honestly
Shove you off of the pedestal, 'cause nobody is better
Oh, baby, I don't think so
So I'll sing do anything that you wanted and more
But you know I'll never be the girl I was before
I'm a star surrounded by these dinosaurs
Oh, baby, I don't think so
I'm a brat, everybody wanna treat me like that
Everybody wanna tell me I'm bad
Wanna call me a brat
All the pretty girls are just brats like me
I'm a brat, everybody wanna treat me like that
Everybody wanna tell me I'm bad
Wanna call me a brat
All the pretty girls are just brats like me
Where my brat girls?
Where my bitch girls?
Where my gay girls?
Where my straight girls?
Where my bi girls?
Make 'em mad girls
Where my trans girls?
Where my queer girls?
Where my sad girls?
No dad girls
Where my riot girls?
Make 'em mad girls
Oh, you can't believe, can't believe your eyes
The girl that you wanted is speaking her mind
She never speaks back, she's not meant to fight
'Cause that's how you liked her and you wonder why
Now she has a voice, now you feel so small
'Cause you can't control her, no control at all
But she had to change, she has to evolve
It's time to accept that she's taken control
I'm a brat, everybody wanna treat me like that
Everybody wanna tell me I'm bad
Wanna call me a brat
All the pretty girls are just brats like me
I'm a brat, everybody wanna treat me like that
Everybody wanna tell me I'm bad
Wanna call me a brat
All the pretty girls like me just like
Just like that
Just like that
Just like that
All the pretty girls like me just like
Just like that
Just like that
Just like that
All the pretty girls are just brats like me
It's me, it's Delilah
Coming in with the flavor
Coming in with the real shit
Delilah the savior, Delilah the queer
Coming in to your living room screaming
I don't think so
Yeah, you probably never probably ever
Met a woman as dedicated whatever the weather
To bringing rage to the rooms of the girls just like me
Oh, baby, I don't think so
(Yeah) my music is a reaction
It's the reality of what so many women feel every day
It's how it feels
It's the thing that we hold back when we just wanna go
I'm a brat, everybody wanna treat me like that
Everybody wanna tell me I'm bad
Wanna call me a brat
All the pretty girls are just brats like me
I'm a brat, everybody wanna treat me like that
Everybody wanna tell me I'm bad
Wanna call me a brat
All the pretty girls are just brats like me
You wanna come fuck with my attitude
Put yourself on a pedestal
You can say that you made me, but I'd rather speak honestly
Shove you off of the pedestal, 'cause nobody is better
Oh, baby, I don't think so
So I'll sing do anything that you wanted and more
But you know I'll never be the girl I was before
I'm a star surrounded by these dinosaurs
Oh, baby, I don't think so
I'm a brat, everybody wanna treat me like that
Everybody wanna tell me I'm bad
Wanna call me a brat
All the pretty girls are just brats like me
I'm a brat, everybody wanna treat me like that
Everybody wanna tell me I'm bad
Wanna call me a brat
All the pretty girls are just brats like me
Where my brat girls?
Where my bitch girls?
Where my gay girls?
Where my straight girls?
Where my bi girls?
Make 'em mad girls
Where my trans girls?
Where my queer girls?
Where my sad girls?
No dad girls
Where my riot girls?
Make 'em mad girls
Oh, you can't believe, can't believe your eyes
The girl that you wanted is speaking her mind
She never speaks back, she's not meant to fight
'Cause that's how you liked her and you wonder why
Now she has a voice, now you feel so small
'Cause you can't control her, no control at all
But she had to change, she has to evolve
It's time to accept that she's taken control
I'm a brat, everybody wanna treat me like that
Everybody wanna tell me I'm bad
Wanna call me a brat
All the pretty girls are just brats like me
I'm a brat, everybody wanna treat me like that
Everybody wanna tell me I'm bad
Wanna call me a brat
All the pretty girls like me just like
Just like that
Just like that
Just like that
All the pretty girls like me just like
Just like that
Just like that
Just like that
All the pretty girls are just brats like me
Credits
Writer(s): Lauren Tate
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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