I say: I'm sorry, sorry, sorry
You say I didn't do anything wrong (ah-aah-aah-ah-aah)
And when I'm finally not sorry
It turns out I was a bitch all along (ah-aah-aah-ah-aah)
Another buzzword dish thrown
Right over my head at the wall (ah-aah-aah-ah-aah)
Am I manipulative
Or do I just want a break from it all?
A little to the left, a little to the right
Come on, baby, let's fight, fight, fight
Does it matter if I think I did or didn't do anything wrong?
And doesn't matter that I'm sorry if I'm sorry, sorry, sorry all along?
A girl's always right
A girl's always wrong
Tell me what we're playing and I can
Try to play along
Living in a hall of mirrors
And I can't find my face
I'm not here to win, so
Put me in my place
We were sitting in the Sun
Picking berries and fucking all day long (ah-aah-aah-ah-aah)
We could just ask the other animals
If they thought there was anything wrong (ah-aah-aah-ah-aah)
We didn't know about lobotomies or prisons
Or asylums or malls (ah-aah-aah-ah-aah)
This paranoid, neurotic, and feminist
Russian nesting doll
A little to the left, a little to the right
Come on, baby, let's rage tonight
Does it matter if I think I did or didn't do anything wrong?
And will you love me when I'm crazy if I'm crazy, crazy, crazy all along?
A girl's always right
A girl's always wrong
Tell me what you want and I can
Try to play along
Stroking yellow wallpaper
Facing past the attic door
Burn it to the ground, now
Just call me hysterical
Do you ever feel like we're running in place?
Animal to animal, are we okay?
I feel like a dog in a little black dress
Chewing through his favorite shoes
Making a mess
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
A girl's always right
A girl's always wrong
Tell me what you'll like and I can
Try to play along
Poking gentle fingers
In between the kennel bars
Liberate the pound dogs
Don't even think about the cars
