I hate my life, but I'll live it just to see if you texted me backThe morning after we stayed up at your friend's house throwing over all your tattoosI can't believe I didn't * kiss youShe knows she's hot and I can't even breathe, yeahGreen hair, high tops, a certified freak, yeahI think she likes me, but it might be the lead, yeahI'm crashing hard, she won't ever forgetI'm stealing, certified freak, yeahTurning me on when she beat me at beer pongDance all night to our favorite little peep songAre we just friends? What the hell is this?I can't stop staring at her stupid black lipstickStupid black lipstickI can't stop staring at her stupid black lipstickCertified freak, yeahI think she likes me, but it might be the lead, yeahI'm crashing hard, she won't ever know what I'm feelingI don't know what I'm feelingI don't know what I'm feelingShe won't know what I'm feelingI don't know what I'm feelingI don't know what I'm feeling