You used to get mad, when I wouldn′t buy you cigarettes

Now you get mad, that I don't care enough to advise you to quit

I understand that you′ve had it all

Your beautiful self grew up in seven oaks

I understand that you need to bawl

But you need to know that you got other options to smile

I don't know if you didn't notice you′re getting too old

Getting too old for these habits and "Feeling All Sad" shit

I don′t know if you didn't notice that you are the

Culprit for why you ain′t happy, so stop with the "Sad Shit"

Stop the car and drop me off, I've had enough of your sad story

Trust me I can tell you′re dry

You've had a boyfriend ever since you were fourteen

No wonder that you need a man to be happy

I understand that you′ve had it all

Whenever you're thirsty, they bring Fireball

I understand you just want him to call...

But you need to know that you've got other options to smile

Stop the car and drop me off, I′ve had enough of your sad story

Shut your eyes and take a breath, think of someone else for once