Too Many DJs

Everybody wants to be the Dj Everybody thinks it's, oh, so easy You think you belong and you come on strong I can still tell the right from the wrong I could never be that kind of girl Nobody takes the time to turn You always act as if it's understood But sweet revenge is finger-lickin' good If only I could sell myself The way that even I would buy If only I could sell myself The way that even I would buy Something's got to give, something's got to give I don't know Something's got to give, something's got to give I don't know Here's one thing how to understand me Loneliness tastes like cotton candy You answer "I love you" with "I know" Never check the messages on your answer phone If only I could sell myself The way that even I would buy If only I could sell myself The way that even I would buy Something's got to give, something's got to give I don't know Something's got to give, something's got to give I don't know Something's got to give, something's got to give I don't know Something's got to give, something's got to give I don't know