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I feel so rock 'n' roll, but I look like a secondary geography teacher
And carry myself like a delicatessen ham, oh
But love was my religion, now I'm a passionate non-believer
I hate how nothing ever goes to plan, oh
I feel so Anna Karina, but my body is behind the camera
I've dreamt about being thin in another's hands, oh
My life is the Mona Lisa turned to a paper game of Hangman
I hate how nothing ever goes to plan, oh
I feel so up and down about my position as a planet person
I wanna move far away from all I know
My life isn't adding up to what my abacus is clearly showing
I hate how nothing ever goes to plan
But I can't be too bitter, I've been making friends
With the lady I saw in the camera lens
Who everybody thinks of, everybody likes
But I can't look in the mirror, I can't make amends
With the lady I saw in the camera lens
Who told me I was special, told me like a lie
I'm a let-down girl and the reason why is 'cause
I feel so rock 'n' roll, but I look like a secondary geography teacher
And carry myself like a delicatessen ham, oh
Love was my religion, now I'm a passionate non-believer
I hate how nothing ever goes to plan, oh
I hate how nothing ever goes to plan, ooh
I hate how nothing ever goes to plan
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