Get depressed, blow off my friends then cry about how no one likes me
Scared to get a therapist, what if they crash my pity party?
I'm self aware and say my prayers
That's my two redeeming qualities
And I'm so good at faking it
Guess that makes it three
Rot on my couch thinking 'bout everything I'm not
And I cry about my problems while I know I'm the cause
So much bitterness inside me, all the sweet's wearing off
Put it nicely, pretty baby, you just need to grow up
Eighteen
What a waste, what a loser
Maybe
If she tried she'd be cooler
She's such a bitch and I'm talking shit about the girl in the mirror (what a joke)
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
Staring at the walls in my room, honestly, I think I might crack
Nine PM tucked in my bed, yeah, it's hard being a teenage dirtbag
Listening to Gwen Stefani (uh huh)
'Cause I'm so original
And God, I'm such a genius
Singing 'bout how I hate myself
Rot in my bed thinking about everything I'm not
And I cry about my problems while I know I'm the cause
So much bitterness inside me, all the sweet's wearing off
Put it nicely, pretty baby, you just need to grow up
Eighteen
What a waste, what a loser
Maybe
If she tried she'd be cooler
She's such a bitch and I'm talking shit about the girl in the mirror (what a joke)
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
Nobody likes you when you're eighteen
And nobody's felt this way, it's just me
The girl at the rock show and the north queen
Just another blank one eighty wannabe
Eighteen
What a waste, what a loser
Maybe
If she tried she'd be cooler
She's such a bitch and I'm talking shit about the girl in the mirror (what a joke)
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
Mckenna Grace - LOSER!! Lyrics
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Get depressed, blow off my friends then cry about how no one likes me
Scared to get a therapist, what if they crash my pity party?
I'm self aware and say my prayers
That's my two redeeming qualities
And I'm so good at faking it
Guess that makes it three
Rot on my couch thinking 'bout everything I'm not
And I cry about my problems while I know I'm the cause
So much bitterness inside me, all the sweet's wearing off
Put it nicely, pretty baby, you just need to grow up
Eighteen
What a waste, what a loser
Maybe
If she tried she'd be cooler
She's such a bitch and I'm talking shit about the girl in the mirror (what a joke)
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
Staring at the walls in my room, honestly, I think I might crack
Nine PM tucked in my bed, yeah, it's hard being a teenage dirtbag
Listening to Gwen Stefani (uh huh)
'Cause I'm so original
And God, I'm such a genius
Singing 'bout how I hate myself
Rot in my bed thinking about everything I'm not
And I cry about my problems while I know I'm the cause
So much bitterness inside me, all the sweet's wearing off
Put it nicely, pretty baby, you just need to grow up
Eighteen
What a waste, what a loser
Maybe
If she tried she'd be cooler
She's such a bitch and I'm talking shit about the girl in the mirror (what a joke)
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
Nobody likes you when you're eighteen
And nobody's felt this way, it's just me
The girl at the rock show and the north queen
Just another blank one eighty wannabe
Eighteen
What a waste, what a loser
Maybe
If she tried she'd be cooler
She's such a bitch and I'm talking shit about the girl in the mirror (what a joke)
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
Scared to get a therapist, what if they crash my pity party?
I'm self aware and say my prayers
That's my two redeeming qualities
And I'm so good at faking it
Guess that makes it three
Rot on my couch thinking 'bout everything I'm not
And I cry about my problems while I know I'm the cause
So much bitterness inside me, all the sweet's wearing off
Put it nicely, pretty baby, you just need to grow up
Eighteen
What a waste, what a loser
Maybe
If she tried she'd be cooler
She's such a bitch and I'm talking shit about the girl in the mirror (what a joke)
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
Staring at the walls in my room, honestly, I think I might crack
Nine PM tucked in my bed, yeah, it's hard being a teenage dirtbag
Listening to Gwen Stefani (uh huh)
'Cause I'm so original
And God, I'm such a genius
Singing 'bout how I hate myself
Rot in my bed thinking about everything I'm not
And I cry about my problems while I know I'm the cause
So much bitterness inside me, all the sweet's wearing off
Put it nicely, pretty baby, you just need to grow up
Eighteen
What a waste, what a loser
Maybe
If she tried she'd be cooler
She's such a bitch and I'm talking shit about the girl in the mirror (what a joke)
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
Nobody likes you when you're eighteen
And nobody's felt this way, it's just me
The girl at the rock show and the north queen
Just another blank one eighty wannabe
Eighteen
What a waste, what a loser
Maybe
If she tried she'd be cooler
She's such a bitch and I'm talking shit about the girl in the mirror (what a joke)
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la, loser
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
Go write a song, just another blonde trying to be a punk rock singer
Writer: David Burris, Kella Armitage, Mckenna Grace
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Performed By: Mckenna Grace
Language: English
Length: 3:48
Written by: David Burris, Kella Armitage, Mckenna Grace