Terrible News

I’m not scared

So brave

I'll shout it till you hear me out

Puff up my chest

Put on a dress

Convince myself it’s good enough

And I can’t take it

Sitting in this noisy room

With all these wound up people

Giving terrible news

Yeah, it's plastic

Bend it to my point of view

I don’t know who I am or what I’m supposed to prove

And I can’t take it

Tell me is it over soon?

Even your best ideas sound like terrible news

I'm adored (But I'm feeling)

So bored (There's no concealing)

I’m begging for approval

Forget my name (Silly thing)

I'll change (Anything)

It’s brutal but it’s true

And I can't take it

Sitting in this noisy room

With all these wound up people

Giving terrible news

Yeah it's plastic

Bend it to my point of view

I don't know who I am or what I'm supposed to prove

And I can't take it

Tell me is it over soon?

Even your best ideas sound like terrible news

Yeah it's plastic

Bend it to my point of view

I don't know who I am or what I'm supposed to do

And I can't take it

Sitting in this noisy room

With all these wound up people

Giving terrible news

Yeah, it's plastic

Bend it to my point of view

I don't know who I am or what I'm supposed to prove?

And I can't take it

Sitting in this noisy room

With all these wound up people

Giving terrible news

Yeah, it's plastic

Bend it to my point of view

I don't know who I am or what I'm supposed to prove?

Who I am or what I'm supposed to prove?

Who I am or what I'm supposed to do?