Skinny girl makes me anxious Skinny love makes me tired Bitty boy thinks he knows me but he doesn’t, though he tries All around is a madhouse And I'm a freak at your show You sit down with a grimace as I lick up the dirt from the soles of your boots Used and abused I pretend like my life doesn’t depend on it Sometimes I can’t listen to music Cause I end up turning green Bet you’d find that amusing You always liked when I got mean Oh I held my tongue and I was patient It’s what a lady’s meant to do Now I'm not sure if I should take it Or if I can forgive you– Put me through it And even though I hate you, I feel like I blew it Pretty boy makes me nervous Never know what he’ll do Tell him you’re with the circus Watch him skin you like a fruit