I wish I didn't hate my smile
And I hate that I'm addicted to a person that I'll
Never see again
'Cause she hates me and my friends
And I wish that I could pretend
That I didn't hate the way I look
And I wish my insecurities
Were something I could over look
I wann

Mm-mm-mm-mm

Let's pretend that I'm a bold one, baby
What would I do?
Stop hiding behind the what if's and maybe
I could make a first move

I'd come and pick you up at six then, honey
Purple flowers in a bouquet
I'd tell you everything I felt then I'd be
Just fi