Song by Tate McRae


Some girls get all done up, lose their face to repair
They attend every party, but it's taking them nowhere
Some think it's funny, say they don't even care
But on the inside they wish they were there
What have we come to now?
We all wanna be like the rest
Can't describe just how
But we're all a beautiful mess
One moment, we're broken and then we're fine
"He called you back?" "Wait, wasn't he mine?"
One moment, we're broken and then we're fine
Lost in the...