"Too young to buy my own bottle of vodka
So i'd beg the driver please I need another
How funny that I was too young for so many things
Yet you thought i'd cope with being told i'm ugly
Over and over i'd read it believe it
Said no to the shrink I can fix me I think
I got friends in my head they've got me on the mend
I am pretty in my mirror, easy to pretend."
Por que se as pessoas soubessem o quanto magoam as palavras provavelmente usariam outra forma de o fazerem. Uma nódoa negra desaparece mas nunca me esqueço de um insulto, por mais verdadeiro que ele seja.