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