when i was a young girl i gave my whole heart to the highest punished myself when i went astray begged to be molded back into place then i came into the real world and i never struggled with loneliness it was just impossible to break my habits shout out to your model american tried so hard to be not fucked up played by the rules like it mattered now i don t even know what s right if i could be born again give me a god that s been just made up say that he gives a decision so i don t have to be the good girl as i m lookin back on my life i see i always tried to fake some edge as if my black make up could cover up the cleanest parts of my conscience i always stayed away from guilt or anything that could provide it couldn t live with the chance of being convicted shout out to your model american tried so hard to be not fucked up played by the rules like it mattered now i don t even know what s right if i could be born again give me a god that s been just made up say that he gives a decision so i don t have to be the good girl always the good girl what will it take to make me break yeah the good girl always the good girl what would it take to make me break to make me break  shout out to your model american tried so hard to be not fucked up played by the rules like it mattered now i don t even know what s right if i could be born again give me a god that s been just made up say that he gives a decision so i don t have to be the good girl