I can be so petty I can make my head ache with what's on my mind
Call me unsteady, all this back and forth means you're probably right
The way that you're talking about me behind my back, I guess I'm doing the same
Then you drive your car down the wrong boulevard, and there's only one thing left to say

Oh, I'm a bitch, and I know it, I won't sugarcoat it
I talk some shit, but I own it, if only for a moment
So off with my head, leave me for dead, cover me in roses
We're all a bitch, and we know it
And I fucking love it

I can be so jealous I can call you like 30 or 45 times
Your mother says I'm selfish, she said its only like 20 percent of the time

Oh I'm a bitch, and I know it, I won't sugarcoat it
I talk some shit, but I own it, if only for a moment
So off with my head, leave me for dead, cover me in roses
We're all a bitch, and we know it
And I fucking love it

I'm not saying that's its not a bit of apathy, oh
Cause being nice put a knife into the back of me, oh
If I wear a shirt with a big red heart for you
It's only what your mother told me to do

Oh I'm a bitch, and I love it, I won't sugarcoat it
I talk some shit, but I own it, if only for a moment
So off with my head, leave me for dead, cover me in roses
We're all a bitch, and we know it
And I fucking love it
And I fucking love it
And I fucking love it