I plan not to be the one who stares
My prob is to be the one who dreams
Maybe I'm just how my sister says
I'm like water flowing through the streets
No hope, just luck
I just can't get enough mischief, don't trust
So please be good
For god's sake, pretty girl
Follow the rules
I plan all the shit inside my head
My prob is getting lost in so much space
And yes, I'm just how my mother says
Selfish, cause if don't, who will ever care...
For someone like me?
I think I'm badly made, not right, half-baked
So, please, be cool
For f*ck's sake, pretty girl
You make the rules
No hope, just luck
I just can't get enough mischief, don't trust
So please be good
For f*ck's sake, pretty girl
You make the rules