Are you happy? Are you making money?
Do you feel successful? Today I don't feel successful
My food's scaring me on my plate, plate, plate
Everywhere I go I'm always late, late, late, late, late, late
Late, late, late, late, late
It's not my fault, it's yours
Never my fault, I'm cured
Skin me alive and hang me on the bathroom floor
I do a lot of complaining for someone who has it all
I know I'm supposed to be healed and stuff
But some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Do you like me? Do you love me?
Do you think I'm a VIP?
This pony you've placed your bet on is covered in marks
Maybe if I was thinner I'd get on the US charts, charts, charts, charts
Charts, charts, charts, charts, charts
It's not my fault, it's yours
Never my fault, I'm cured
Got loads of therapy and it turns out I'm still a bitch
I know I whine a lot for somebody who's life's enriched
Oh wait, I'm supposed to be healed and stuff
But some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Got loads of therapy and it turns out I'm still a bitch
I know I whine a lot for somebody who's life's enriched
Oh wait, I'm supposed to be healed and stuff
But some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
Some days it just eats me up
It's not my fault, it's yours
Never my fault, I'm cured
