Mean Girls

You'll never make it Who do you think you are? Think you're better than the rest of us But you won't be no star Of all the things they ever said Swear sticks and stones would've hurt me less I can't believe I'm saying this Thank God for mean girls That showed me how bad words can hurt And if my first love never broke my heart I wouldn't know what I deserve And for the ones who tried to break me down It's all because of them I got Jesus, whiskey, guitars, and good friends And thick skin Freckles sure ain't pretty and boys hate curly hair If digs were made of pennies I'd be a millionaire Of all the things they ever said Swear sticks and stones would've hurt me less But they made me who I am Thank God for mean girls That showed me how bad words can hurt And if my first love never broke my heart I wouldn't know what I deserve And for the ones who tried to break me down It's all because of them I got Jesus, whiskey, guitars, and good friends And thick skin Jesus gives me grace Whiskey gives me a buzz Guitars give me callused hands And good friends give me love Thick skin keeps me tough Thank God for mean girls Showed me how bad words can hurt And if my first love never broke my heart I wouldn't know what I deserve And for the ones who tried to break me down It's all because of them I got Jesus, whiskey, guitars, and good friends And thick skin Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh