What is it you're looking for?
Chasing after unicorns
Instead of spending all your time making up little lies
Why don't you show me what I'm falling for?

I'm not a B-team, second string, time-killer plaything
You're just an underdressed, obsessed mess

You call me crazy-y
But you're crying like a baby-y
I'm not the one who's crazy-y (uh-huh!)
Why don't you grow a pair?
Get out my hair and let me go (ugh!)

I hope that she's worth more than us
And I hope that she's worth all my trust
Why don't you tell me how it feels to give up on the real
And trade it all down for a crush?

I'm not a B-team, second string, time-killer plaything
You're just an outdated, overrated fake

You call me crazy-y
But you're crying like a baby-y
I'm not the one who's crazy-y (uh-huh!)
Why don't you grow a pair?
Get out my hair and let me go (ugh!)

You call me crazy-y
But you're crying like a baby-y
I'm not the one who's crazy-y (uh-huh!)
Why don't you grow a pair?
Get out my hair and let me go (hey!)
You call me crazy-y
But you're crying like a baby-y
I'm not the one who's crazy-y (uh-huh!)
Why don't you grow a pair?
Get out my hair and let me go (ugh!)