I positively hate seeing you around, so I'm formally begging you to just stay home.
(It's not that I hate you), poor little people, don't be dumb.
I feel about as blue as the walls in your room,
And here you are making me write words as flowery as your sheets.
It's so annoying, so annoying.

Your eyes are so pretty, while I'm screaming, "Vitality!"
Well look at those lips, just begging for a kiss, please.

Mr. Right better watch his pride, cause I tend to try to take back what is mine.
Well come on honestly, what's he got on me? Nothing.
Could it have been his good looks and charm?
Did you fall in love while he played guitar? (I could have done that).
So where's my second chances?
I gave you millions. (And I question)


I'm sorry he's your best friend, he just looked so pretty on my bed.
(Yes I did).
I'm sorry he's your best friend, he just looked so pretty on my bed,
His eyes, they even matched the spread,
I bet they did.

Disgusted yet?
Regret it.
Disgusted yet?
Do you regret it?
Disgusted yet?
You'll burn your bridges,
You'll burn for this.


Lyrics submitted by Bozarth

America's Next Top Model song meanings
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