Lyrics Mean Girls - Kylie Morgan
You'll
never
make
it
Who
do
you
think
you
are?
Think
you're
better
than
the
rest
of
us
But
you
won't
be
no
star
Of
all
the
things
they
ever
said
Swear
sticks
and
stones
would've
hurt
me
less
I
can't
believe
I'm
saying
this
Thank
God
for
mean
girls
That
showed
me
how
bad
words
can
hurt
And
if
my
first
love
never
broke
my
heart
I
wouldn't
know
what
I
deserve
And
for
the
ones
who
tried
to
break
me
down
It's
all
because
of
them
I
got
Jesus,
whiskey,
guitars,
and
good
friends
And
thick
skin
Freckles
sure
ain't
pretty
and
boys
hate
curly
hair
If
digs
were
made
of
pennies
I'd
be
a
millionaire
Of
all
the
things
they
ever
said
Swear
sticks
and
stones
would've
hurt
me
less
But
they
made
me
who
I
am
Thank
God
for
mean
girls
That
showed
me
how
bad
words
can
hurt
And
if
my
first
love
never
broke
my
heart
I
wouldn't
know
what
I
deserve
And
for
the
ones
who
tried
to
break
me
down
It's
all
because
of
them
I
got
Jesus,
whiskey,
guitars,
and
good
friends
And
thick
skin
Jesus
gives
me
grace
Whiskey
gives
me
a
buzz
Guitars
give
me
callused
hands
And
good
friends
give
me
love
Thick
skin
keeps
me
tough
Thank
God
for
mean
girls
Showed
me
how
bad
words
can
hurt
And
if
my
first
love
never
broke
my
heart
I
wouldn't
know
what
I
deserve
And
for
the
ones
who
tried
to
break
me
down
It's
all
because
of
them
I
got
Jesus,
whiskey,
guitars,
and
good
friends
And
thick
skin
Ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh
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