Every time I go out I, I, I
Seeing you cannot hide, hide, hide
Whispering all around, round, round
I can never escape that sound, sound, sound
Say our thoughts out loud
There are no boys allowed
We're decked out in glitter
And my sparks short and fitted
And my heals out of control
Queen of fist bump and foam
Yeah, they're stabbing at me
And they think we don't see
Now you keep blowing up my phone, phone, phone
Trying to get in my zone, zone, zone
Spreading rumors and speaking lies, lies, lies
Not gonna like what I'll reply, reply, reply
Say our thoughts out loud
There are no boys allowed
We're decked out in glitter
And my sparks short and fitted
And my heals out of control
Queen of fist bump and foam
Yeah, they're stabbing at me
And they think we don't see
Keep saying that blah blah blah
Keep giving that la-de-da
Keep saying that blah blah blah
Keep giving that la-de-da
We're decked out in glitter
And my sparks short and fitted
And my heals out of control
Queen of fist bump and foam
Yeah, they're stabbing at me
And they think we don't see