Tekster: 7 Year Bitch. Miss Understood.

Sometimes I think I've got it good
Sometimes I feel misunderstood
I'm living in a bubble of hot air

That I blew right out of my mouth
Spending my time with these stupid jerks
I kick right out of my house

Sometimes I'm honest, you think I'm rude
Everything is tried, but nothing is true
Sometimes I, yeah, sometimes I, oh, sometimes I steal
'Cuz there are times I feel misunderstood

Well I've learned my lesson
What's next, for God's sake

Sometimes I feel misunderstood
'Cuz there are times I like it just a little crude

She's lost her place, she's fallen from grace
She's got to save face, pick up the pace, no

Sometimes I think I've got it good
Then everything is tried, but nothing is true