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