PMS Party
All by myself playing on repeat
I put on my high heels and I let it bleed
I pour some wine in my favorite cup
And I don't have to care if I get to drunk
I'm ugly dancing across the room
I put on my PJs n I'm feeling cute
I hate on my exes and all my friends
And I don't have to care cause
I'm having a
PMS party, nobody's invited
I wanna be lonely
And do whatever I want
(Scream cry laugh)
Everything at the same time
Eating in bed watching bad TV
I text my crush drunken poetry
Put on some Lana, and some Tori and Florence
They're the only ones that can make me cope and
Scrolling around tryna find a friend who
Doesn't look happy on their instagram
I read my cards tryna get a good future
Cut my bangs too short just to match my temper