i wanna be a bottle blonde, i don't know why, but i feel conned.
i wanna be an idle teen, i wish i hadn't been so clean.
i wanna stay inside all day, i want the world to go away.
i want blood, guts and chocolate cake, i wanna be a real fake.

i wish i'd been, i wish i'd been a teen, teen idle,
wish i'd been a prom queen fighting for the title..
instead of being sixteen, i'm burning up a bible,
feeling super, super, super suicidal.

the wasted years, the wasted youth.. 
the pretty lies, the ugly truth..
and the day has come when i have died,
only to find, i've come alive.

i wanna be a virgin pure, a 21st century whore.
i want back my virginity, so i can feel infinity.
i wanna drink until i ache, i wanna make a big mistake.
i want blood, guts and an angel cake, i'm gonna puke it anyway.

i wish i wasn't such a narcissist,
i wish i didn't really kiss the mirror when i'm on my own.
oh god, i'm gonna die alone.

adolescence didn't make sense, the little loss of innocence,
the ugly years of being a fool, ain't youth meant to be beautiful?