Faulty

I love visual pleasure, oh
Measuring me, checking on my real behavior, oh
What do you see, Mr. Regulator?
I don’t need no savior
So do yourself a favor
And get over, over it
'Cause I won’t be that girl when
Even little Miss Perfect’s judged by everybody
You say you’re faulty, faulty, faulty
Why don’t you get the fuck out of my way, give me backache
If you’re looking for a guarantee
You’ll be better off with a machine
Faulty, faulty, faulty
We gon' mutilation, oh
'Cause everyone is out on display
Losing real pop sensation, oh
My real days it’s blind admiration
Of some bulk foundation
All these obligations
Oh, get over, get over it
'Cause I won’t be that girl when
Even little Miss Perfect’s judged by everybody
You say you’re faulty, faulty, faulty
Why don’t you get the fuck out of my way, give me backache
If you’re looking for a guarantee
You’ll be better off with a machine
Faulty, faulty, faulty
A bitch I might be
A bitch I might be
A bitch I might be