Too many DJ’s
Too
many DJ’s
Everybody
wants to be the DJ
Everybody
thinks it’s oh so easy
You
think you belong and you come on strong,
But
I can still tell the right from the wrong
I
could never be that kind of girl
Nobody
takes the time to turn
You
always act as if it’s understood,
But
sweet revenge is finger-lickin’ good
If only I
could sell myself
The way that
even I would buy
If only I
could sell myself
The way that
even I would buy
Something’s
got to give
‘cause
I don’t know
Here’s
one thing how to understand me
Loneliness
tastes like cotton candy
You
answer "I love you" with "I know",
Never
check the messages on you answerphone
If only I
could sell myself
The way that
even I would buy
If only I could
sell myself
The way that
even I would buy
Something’s
got to give
‘cause
I don’t know
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