ain't a nice girl

I got enough of your opinion

Trying to shape all my decisions

Questioning my every move

I got enough of this position

Fitting into your description

change my hair, my clothes, my mood

So bottoms up

Fill up my cup

Ain’t my job fitting your box

I’m not trying to be someone

That you can bring home to your mom

So times up

You better stop

You push too hard

It won't add up

I can't be the polished little thing you want

I, I, I ain’t a nice girl

I get so fed up of

Walking your way

You want the basic

you’re such a cliche

I, I, I ain’t at a nice girl

You say you don't like mad girls,

sad girls, complicated, cultivated bad girls with big curls

Yeah it's a mad world

And imma try and make it on my own terms

(On my, on my own terms)

So bottoms up

Fill up my cup

Ain’t my job fitting your box

I’m not trying to be someone

That you can bring home to your mom

So times up

You better stop

You push too hard

It won't add up

I can't be the polished little thing you want

I, I, I ain’t a nice girl

I get so fed up of

Walking your way

You want the basic

you’re such a cliche

I, I, I ain’t a nice girl

You bring out my madness

When you say that I’m a savage

Don't you get that I won't change

Cuz being plain and boring

Is a prize I’ll never pay

Still it brings me a sadness

When you act like I’m a challenge

And when you’re done

You just move on

Cuz’ changing my appearance seems like you’re idea of fun

I get so fed up of

Walking your way

You want the basic

You’re such a cliche

I, I, I ain’t a nice girl