Too Many DJ's

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 wrongI 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' goodIf 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
Something's got to give
'Cause I don't knowHere's one thing how to understand me
Loneliness tastes like cotton candy
You answer "I love you" with "I know"
Never check the messages on your answer phone