punchline

I put on my prettiest dress
 Then cry at my own birthday party
 Don't I look like such a mess?
 I don't think I'm even sorry, my sob story
 Disaster is my favorite compliment
 I love my party dress
 I'm having a great time
 Being the punchline of my own joke
 I think I'm gonna be fine (be fine, be fine, be fine)
 This comedy of mine, I laugh so hard I choke
 I laugh so hard I choke
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 Mascara running down my cheeks
 Forgot to eat lunch for the third time this week, oh
 My mom is worried about me, oh
 Like, how'd she ever raise such a goddamn crybaby?
 That's so embarrassing
 What a little bitch I turned out to be
 Lost my dignity, ran out of money
 I don't know how I fix what I cannot see
 Got no clarity, it's kinda funny
 I'm having a great time
 Being the punchline of my own joke
 I think I'm gonna be fine (gonna be fine, be fine)
 This comedy of mine, I laugh so hard I choke
 I laugh so hard I choke
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 All I really want, all I really want, all I really want
 Is a pity party
 All I really want, all I really want, all I really want
 I'm not even sorry
 All I really want, all I really want, all I really want
 Is my fucking party
 All I really want, all I really want, all I really want
 And I won't be sorry
 All I really want, all I really want, all I really want
 Is a pity party