To hell with all, all the accusations
About being too fat, alone, and ugly
'Cause I'm pretending, yeah, sweet pretending
That I got my shit together
'Cause I, I've been kissing with a bad luck charm
You know?
And I don't miss you, but I miss those times
We had, oh
Oh, is it your style to play the victim?
To play the act in your own mind?
'Cause happiness changes with the weather
And the love you give is the love you got
'Cause I, I've been kissing with a bad luck charm
You know?
And I don't miss you, but I miss those times
We had
Don't you get it, sweetheart? You got the world untied
Don't you get it, sweetheart? You got the world untied
