Brutal Olivia Rodrigo

I want it to be like, messy



Im so insecure I think

That Ill die before I drink

And Im so caught up in the news

Of who likes me and who hates you



And Im so tired that I might

Quit my job, start a new life

And theyd all be so disappointed

Cause who am I if not exploited



And Im so sick of seventeen

Wheres my f#ckin teenage dream?

If someone tells me one more time

"Enjoy your youth," Im gonna cry



And I dont stick up for myself

Im anxious and nothing can help

And I wish Id done this before

And I wish people liked me more