Pick Me

I bet your family's got connections

From Melbourne to Brooklyn heights

And I know your daddy's on the board with

Some city warden and his wife

Yeah, I bet he taught you all the tricks and tips

To be one of the guys, and

That's why you spend your whole life trying

Not to be just a stereotype

Now, whiskey on ice

'Cause you think a cosmopolitan

Is too fucking girly

And you're terrified

Of somebody finding out that

You can be catty

You are on the inside

But you've got everybody else fooled but me

I know

That you're just another

Pick me

Like your favorite actor on a poster

I know you too, you to not cry [?]

And you pay your friends on that rollercoaster

'Cause you know you're nothing without the lie

But my momma taught me all the tips and tricks

To recognize your type

So jealous and insecure of my life

You can't even look me in the eye

Now, whiskey on ice

'Cause you think a cosmopolitan

Is too fucking girly

And you're terrified

Of somebody finding out that

You can be catty

You are on the inside

But you've got everybody else fooled but me

I know

That you're just another

Pick me up, to put me down

Making sure I'm never around

Yeah, you can take all my friends

And push me right out

But they still talk shit when you're not in town

And maybe we should just

Call it how it sounds

A narcissist, to be crowned

But I keep biting my tongue

While you sell yourself out

'Cause I know true colors

They come back out, out

You can't deny

You push me from mountain highs back down to the valley

'Cause you're terrified

Of finally figuring out that he can be happy

And you're not by his side

'Cause you hurt everybody you hold closely

I know it's so hard to be

A pick me

Oh, mmm

Oh, and he picked me