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Olivia Rodrigo - live from Glastonbury (a BBC recording) - ballad of a homeschooled girl
live from Glastonbury (a BBC recording)
Disc 1
01. obsessed
02. ballad of a homeschooled girl
03. vampire
04. drivers license
05. traitor
06. bad idea right?
07. love is embarrassing
08. pretty isn’t pretty
09. happier
10. enough for you
Disc 2
01. Friday I’m in Love
02. Just Like Heaven
03. so american
04. jealousy, jealousy
05. favorite crime
06. deja vu
07. brutal
08. all-american bitch
09. good 4 u
10. get him back
Cat got my tongue
And I don't think I get along with anyone
Blood runnin' cold
I'm on the outside of the greatest inside joke
And I hate all my clothes
Feels like my skin doesn't fit right over my bones
So I guess I should go
The party's done and I'm no fun, I know, I know
I know, I know

I broke a glass, I tripped and fell
I told secrets I shouldn't tell
I stumbled over all my words
I made it weird, I made it worse
Each time I step outside, it's social suicide
It's social suicide, wanna curl up and die
It's social suicide

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ahh

I laughed at the wrong time, sat with the wrong guy (uh-huh)
Sеarchin' "How to start a conversation?" on a website (how to flirt?)
I talkеd to this hot guy, swore I was his type
Guess that he was makin' out with boys, like, the whole night (oh)
Everythin' I do is tragic (oh)
Every guy I like is gay (oh)
The morning after I panic (oh)
Oh, God, what did I say? (Oh, oh, oh)

I broke a glass, I tripped and fell
I told secrets I shouldn't tell
I stumbled over all my words
I made it weird, I made it worse
Each time I step outside, it's social suicide
It's social suicide, wanna curl up and die
It's social suicide, yeah, when I'm alone, I'm fine
But don't let me out at night, it's social suicide
It's social suicide

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ahh
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ahh

I broke a glass, tripped and fell
Told secrets I shouldn't tell
Stumbled over all my words
Made it weird, then made it worse
Each day that I'm alive, it's social suicide
It's social suicide, wanna curl up and die
It's social suicide
It's social suicide, don't let me out at night
I'm shocked I'm still alive, it's social suicide

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ahh

Thought your mom was your wife (ah-ah)
Called you the wrong name twice (ah-ah)
Can't think of a third line (ah-ah)
La-la-la-la-la-la (ah-ah)
La-la-la-la-la-la (ah-ah)
La-la-la-la-la-la (ah-ah)
La-la-la-la-la-la, ugh