You say you like blondes, I'll comb my hair, dress itPaint my lips cherry, cause you like it betterYou write me shitty songs, but I learn every wordAnd I'll pretend that they're the best I've ever heardLying to myself, it won't end wellOh well, oh here I go againI hate who I've becomeWhen I fall in loveI won't have a glassYou got me feelingYucky, yucky, yucky, and it's twisting up my tummyGot me acting kind of funny, cause I wanna make you love meYucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yuckyTwisting up my tummy, yeah, you got me feeling yuckyYucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yuckyTwisting up my tummy, yeah, you got me feeling yuckyNow I ghosted all my friendsDon't wanna tell them where I've beenBoy, you're * with my headBut I'm kind of into itI would do it all againI'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a messI hate who I've becomeWhen I fall in loveOh, I won't have a glassYou got me feelingYucky, yucky, yucky, and it's twisting up my tummyGot me acting kind of funny, cause I wanna make you love meYucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yuckyTwisting up my tummy, yeah, you got me feeling yuckyYucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yucky, yuckyTwisting up my tummy, yeah, you got me feeling yuckyLying to my soul, it won't end wellLying to myself, it won't end wellI hate who I've becomeI hate who I've becomeTwisting up my tongue, you got me actingHoney, honey, yeah you got me feeling