Ella: aright then, nutha fucking love song      What's the point in trying to look your best?   When you the one you want   Never looks in your direction   He just stares at the one   He's wanted all along   As you fall to the ground   You write another fucking love song for him      And what's the point in trying to be his one   When you know it's all messed up   This isn't fun   As you stand in the background   Try to get up the nerve   But you're in the corner out of focus   And you're blurred again.   Yeah, yeah      What's the point trying? Yeah. X2      What's the point in trying to be his one   When you know it's all fucked up   And this isn't fun   As you stand in the background   Try to get up the nerve   But you're in the corner   Out of focus and you're blurred again   Yeah, yeah      What's the point in trying? Yeah, yeah   Now what's the point in trying?   Oh what's the point in trying?   Woah, what's the point trying?      Ooooh, yeah, yeah.