What's Fair

I think that you'd be proud, I flew alone today

I think that you'd be shocked that I don't look the same

I grew up fast without you

Did my lashes in the bathroom

And some things you'd like to skip

Sixteen, sucking dick in the bathroom

What's fair?

What's a fair assessment

Of the job you did?

Do you ever even regret it?

It's not rare

Doesn't make it less depressing

Tried so hard

Am I overcorrecting?

You'd want me to be famous, so you could live by proxy

You always had a reason to comment on my body

You're not a perfect person, something's always wrong

But I know there's nothing less perfect to a girl than a mom

What's fair?

What's a fair assessment

Of the job you did?

Do you ever even regret it?

It's not rare

It doesn't make it less depressing

Tried so hard

Am I overcorrecting?

Maybe it was not the right time

Maybe it was not the right wine

Maybe it was in the water

Maybe God turned a blind eye

Maybe it was my crime

Maybe I should see a doctor

I didn't choose you

You chose me

I won't chalk up the truth to disease

What's fair?

What's a fair assessment

Of the job you did?

Do you ever even regret it?

It's not rare

Doesn't make it less depressing

Tried so hard

Am I overcorrecting?

Am I overcorrecting? Ah ha

Am I overcorrecting? Ah ha

Am I overcorrecting? Ah ha, ah

Ah ha, ah