SO WHAT?
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He says that I'm the problem, but he's wrong
Uh-oh, it's just the truth, he works better in songs
Dual fire signs, both with brown eyes
And good at telling lies
Goodbye, goodbye, another true love
Gone and out of sight
And now that it's over
I think I should be feeling incomplete
But instead I find myself
Looking for the next "right" boy to meet
So what, I need some heartbreak just to get out of bed?
It's not even what happened, it's what was never said
He's actually quite boring, so I'll write him instead
It's my life and my pen, I will rewrite him in
So what, I have a habit turning boys into men?
It never really sticks, but maybe for the weekend
I'll make my own Prince Charming with some clay
And my imagination, discard my creations
So what?
You know my therapist told me I'm haunted
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
By the feeling of not being wanted
Oh, I'll scale the walls
I'll find a boy and make him everything
And if he leaves, another one is waiting in the wings
And I guess it's clear to me
Although I hate to say this openly
I think that I need someone to drown in
More than I may need to breathe
So what, I need some heartbreak just to get out of bed?
It's not even what happened, it's what was never said
He's actually quite boring, so I'll write him instead
It's my life and my pen, I will rewrite him in
So what, I have a habit turning boys into men?
It never really sticks, but maybe for the weekend
I'll make my own Prince Charming with some clay
And my imagination, discard my creations
Tough luck, so sad, that's too damn bad
If love gets lost, at least I've had a muse to lose
And if our hearts get bruised a tad
What's wrong with that?
What's risk, what's fear when you have me?
My love, my dear, we're all we need
And if we fail, we'll raise our cups and shrug
So damn what? That's tough luck
It's just us, ruining us
Tough luck
So what, I need some heartbreak just to get out of bed?
It's not even what happened, it's what was never said
He's actually quite boring, so I'll write him instead
It's my life and my pen, I will rewrite him in
So what, I have a habit turning boys into men
It never really sticks, but maybe for the weekend
I'll make my own Prince Charming with some clay
And my imagination, discard my creations
So what, so what, so what, that's us
It's love, it's ruining us
Da da da da da da
So damn what?