She is fiction She's a curse She's a pretty thing on a high, high shelf You've got your eyes open You know your worth But there's so many things you want for yourself We get what we deserve We never really learn I keep tallies I keep score I'm a petty thing on a high, high horse You've got your mouth open I hold my tongue There's so many things that we can't ignore We get what we deserve We never really learn, or do we? I'm done thinking about it You're never gonna get what you want So why feel guilty about it? I'm done thinking about it You're never gonna get what you want So why feel guilty about it? You're a sweetheart You're a curse You're a passing grade on a low, low bar You've got your eyes open I know your worth But I've got so many things in my hungry, hungry heart We get what we deserve, don't we? We never really learn, or do we? I'm done thinking about it You're never gonna get what you want So why feel guilty about it? I'm done thinking about it You're never gonna get what you want So why feel guilty about it? You are never gonna change her mind, so don't try You are never gonna change her mind, so don't try I'm done thinking about it You're never gonna get what you want So why feel guilty about it? I'm done thinking about it You're never gonna get what you want So why feel guilty about it? I'm done thinking about it You're never gonna get what you want So why feel guilty about it? I'm done thinking about it You're never gonna get what you want So why feel guilty about it?