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Cat got my tongue And I don't think I get along with anyone Blood running 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-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah I laughed at the wrong time, sat with the wrong guy (Uh-huh) Searchin' "how to start a conversation?" on a website (How to flirt?) I talked 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)