punchline

I put on my prettiest dress
And cry at my own birthday party
Don't I look like such a mess?
I don't think I'm even sorry
My sob story
Disaster is my favorite compliment
I love my party dress

I'm having a great time
Being the punchline
Of my own joke
I think I'm gonna be fine (be fine, be fine, be fine)
This comedy of mine
I laugh so hard I choke
I laugh so hard I choke

Ha-a-a-a
Ha-a-a-a

Mascara running down my cheeks
Forgot to eat lunch for the third time this week (ah)
My mom is worried about me (oh)
Like how'd she ever raise such a goddamn crybaby
That's so embarrassing
What a little bitch I turned out to be
Lost my dignity, ran out of money
I don't know how to fix
What I cannot see
Got no clarity, it's kinda funny

I'm having a great time
Being the punchline
Of my own joke
I think I'm gonna be fine (be fine, be fine, be fine)
This comedy of mine
I laugh so hard I choke
I laugh so hard I choke

All I really want, all I really want, all I really want
Is a pity party
All I really want, all I really want, all I really want
I'm not even sorry
All I really want, all I really want, all I really want
Is my fucking party
All I really want, all I really want, all I really want
And I won't be sorry
All I really want, all I really want, all I really want
Is a pity party