sup baby

you should love me
cause I can't seem to love myself.
what darling?
you act like you ain't never seen a girl before.
get closer. come on, a bit closer.

sup baby, you should just give me something to have,
and I know I'm deceiving you
with these blue eyes and a smile I throw on.
It's a show baby, you're the victim.
you're the buyer.

I just hope I can sell it.
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and we don't care. they don't care.
come on, do you really think I liked you?
When you came along we laughed
because look how fake you are.
Plastic, you could say. At least..
that's what you wanna be.

Stupid, and bubbly. With a new guy every night. Dying to lose it but no one wants you. Dying to have it and conforming to be it. You're nothing. And when you say you hate me I just smile and be happy. Because I don't care. Maybe if I considered you to be a person and not a plastic wannabe, I would care.

But she's just giving it away like it's never gonna get her sick.
Like she's never gonna get unlucky, and get something...
she never expected for awhile..

Fingers out. Palms away. HA. I just want to tell you, I just gotta thank you. For making me realize that..
I love who I am.
I love who I've become.
I love how I act.
I love all my friends.
And I love being Mell. Me. Not you.
Not like those girls. Like YOU.

I don't need it.
But apparently, you do.