guts by olivia rodrigo! part vi
bought a bunch of make up, trying to cover up my face
i bought a new prescription to try and stay calm
there's always something missing
there's always something in the mirror that i think looks wrong
when pretty isn't pretty enough, what do you do?
everybody's keeping it up, so you think it's you
but i'd always feel the same
you can win the battle, but you'd never win the war
you fix the things you hated but you'd still feel so insecure
i try to ignore it, but it's everything i see
it's all around, it's all the time
i don't know why i even try
i chase some dumb deal my whole life
none of it matters and none of it ends
when am i gonna stop being wise beyond my years and just start being wise?
when am i gonna stop being a pretty young thing to guys?
when am i gonna stop being great for my age and just start being good?
when will it stop being cool to be quietly misunderstood?
i'll blow out the candles, happy birthday to me
you got your whole life ahead of you
i fear they already got all the best parts of me
i'm sorry that i couldn't always be your teenage dream
when does wide-eyed affection and all good intentions stop being enough?
will everyone have every reason to call all my bluffs?
when are all my excuses of learning my lessons gonna start to feel sad?
will I spend all the rest of my years wishing i could go back?
they say that it gets better the more you grow
it gets better, but what if i don't?











