Standard (EADGBE)

Little girl, little girl

Are you out of your mind, whoa

You can't turn all your corners in like mine, whoa

I seen that girl at the show was bobbin' her head

You're in the crowd spilling your drinks instead, whoa

Well I'm fine with being alone

I know it's all my fault

Why couldn't you figure it out

Well you've got a nice body

But it's how you act that's ugly

Why couldn't you figure it out

So don't call me today

I got nothin' to say

I'm gonna screen my calls anyway

So don't leave a message

I promise I'm not gonna call back

Little girl, little girl

Are you out of your mind, Whoa

You can't turn all your corners in life blind, whoa

I seen that girl at the show with the streaks in her hair

You're in the crowd nipple tape everywhere, whoa

Well I'm fine with being alone

I know it's all your fault

Why couldn't you figure it out

Now I know my qualities

Now It's back to the girlies

Why couldn't you figure it out

So don't call me today

I got nothin' to say

I'm gonna screen my calls anyway

So don't leave a message

I promise I'm not gonna call back

You used to be like me

I had your guarantee

I want my money back

And now I want my money back

I had to pay a price for admission

And now I want my money back

Now I want my money back

So don't call me today

I got nothin' to say

I'm gonna screen my calls anyway

So don't leave a message

I promise I'm not gonna call back