everybody wants to be the dj   everybody thinks it's oh so easy   you think you belong and you come on strong   but 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   somethings got to give   somethings got to give   'cause i don't know   somethings got to give   somethings got to give   'cause i don't know      there's one thing how to understand me   loneliness tastes like cotton candy   you answer "i love you" with "i know"   never check the message on your answerphone      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   somethings got to give   somethings got to give   but i don't know   somethings got to give   somethings got to give   but i don't know