Make The News lyrics

If I blew my brains out, momma, I wouldn't make the news
Because I'm not famous, I'm not pretty
So no one cares, it's true
And I (and I, and I, and I, and I) wish that I was rich
So I could finally be somebody they missed

I turned all my TVs on, let the lights dance on my skin
I say "my lifes not so bad", but you know how I forgot
Olivia's standing in the kitchen with her friends
She says, "Stop complaining, you know I hate when you're like this"

If I blew my brains out, momma, I would've gone too soon
I'm not famous, I'm not pretty, but you'd still care, it's true
And I (and I, and I, and I, and I) wish that I was rich
So I could finally be somebody they missed

I turned all my TVs on, let the lights dance on my skin
I say "my lifes not so bad", but you know how I forgot
Olivia's standing in the kitchen with her friends
She says, "Stop complaining, you know I hate when you're like this"