Stuck Up

Everything's so fucked up
I wanna tell everyone to shut up, and don't know how
I've tried so hard to be nice, but I'm just too stuck up
So I pay the price
All the time

Woke up, said "fuck the after party" don't need to meet nobody else
And all these washed up posers beg to tell me I remind them of themselves
They say I'm "Stefani but madder", "I'm like Taylor, but badder
Like you, but less of a loser
That's all I gathered

Everything's so fucked up
I wanna tell everyone to shut up, and don't know how
I've tried so hard to be nice, but I'm just too stuck up
So I pay the price
All the time

I hate the sunset strip and all the old man bars in it
I know you paid to play, and no, I'm not impressed by it
Worked my whole life for this
You're here just faking it
Take the credit like you said it
You didn't write that shit

Everything's so fucked up
I wanna tell everyone to shut up, and don't know how
I've tried so hard to be nice, but I'm just too stuck up
So I pay the price
All the time

Everything's so fucked up
I wanna tell everyone to shut up, and don't know how
I've tried so hard to be nice, but I'm just too stuck up
So I pay the price
All the time



Credits
Writer(s): Madeleine Lucas, Titanic Sinclair
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