It’s not my fault (it’s yours)
Are you happy?
Are you making money?
Do you feel successful?
Today I don't feel successful
My food's scarring me on my plate, plate, plate
Everywhere I go I'm always late, late, late, late, late, late, late, late, late, late, late, late, late
It's not my fault, it's yours
Never my fault, I'm cured
Skin me alive and hang me on the bathroom floor
I do a lot of complaining for someone who has it all
I know I'm supposed to be healed and stuff
But some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Do you like me?
Do you love me?
Do you think I'm a VIP?
This pony you've placed your bets on is covered in marks
Maybe if I was thinner I'd get on the U.S. charts, charts, charts, charts, charts, charts, charts, charts, charts, charts, charts
It's not my fault, it's yours
Never my fault, I'm cured
Got loads of therapy and it turns out I'm still a bitch
I know I whine a lot for somebody who's life's enriched
Oh, wait, I'm supposed to be healed and stuff
But some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Got loads of therapy and it turns out I'm still a bitch
I know I whine a lot for somebody who's life's enriched
Oh, wait, I'm supposed to be healed and stuff
But some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
It's not my fault, it's yours
Never my fault, I'm cured
Are you making money?
Do you feel successful?
Today I don't feel successful
My food's scarring me on my plate, plate, plate
Everywhere I go I'm always late, late, late, late, late, late, late, late, late, late, late, late, late
It's not my fault, it's yours
Never my fault, I'm cured
Skin me alive and hang me on the bathroom floor
I do a lot of complaining for someone who has it all
I know I'm supposed to be healed and stuff
But some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Do you like me?
Do you love me?
Do you think I'm a VIP?
This pony you've placed your bets on is covered in marks
Maybe if I was thinner I'd get on the U.S. charts, charts, charts, charts, charts, charts, charts, charts, charts, charts, charts
It's not my fault, it's yours
Never my fault, I'm cured
Got loads of therapy and it turns out I'm still a bitch
I know I whine a lot for somebody who's life's enriched
Oh, wait, I'm supposed to be healed and stuff
But some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Got loads of therapy and it turns out I'm still a bitch
I know I whine a lot for somebody who's life's enriched
Oh, wait, I'm supposed to be healed and stuff
But some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
It's not my fault, it's yours
Never my fault, I'm cured
Credits
Writer(s): Jasmine Adams, Jessica Winter
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