And I'm anxious at the farm,
a-standing in the field,
surrounded.
And I'm nervous when you don't talk.
Can't tell what you're thinking.
And it's then when I a**ume.
I must be problematic.
I must be problematic.
I must be problematic.
I must be problematic.
If you don't dress right,
no one's gonna like you.
If you don't lose weight,
you'll lose all your friends.
If you choose to smile
when everyone's not laughing,
everyone will care.
Everyone will care.
And I just want to leave.
Can no longer take it
when you think.
Just keep me in the bedroom
underneath all of the covers
inside these gated eyes.
I must be problematic.
I must be problematic.
I must be problematic.
I must be problematic.
If you don't dress right,
no one's gonna like you.
If you don't lose weight,
you'll lose all your friends.
If you choose to smile
when everyone's not laughing,
everyone will care.
Everyone will care.
And if you don't sing songs
that we all are singing,
if you don't bang drums
we all dance to,
and if you light a fire
when we all go swimming,
no one's gonna like you.
No one's gonna like you.
If you don't dress right,
no one's gonna like you.
If you don't lose weight,
you'll lose all your friends.
If you choose to smile
when everyone's not laughing,
everyone will care.
And if you don't sing songs
that we all are singing,
if you don't bang drums
we all dance to,
and if you light a fire
when we all go swimming,
no one's gonna like you.