Thinking Bout Me

She’s got no friends 'cause she’s a loser, loser
One, two, three, four
I’ve been thinking, been thinkin 'bout me
And all the things I’m gonna see and who I want to be
I’m watching and waiting and pre-anticipating
While you’re off scheming I’m thinkin 'bout me
Getting thinner, feeling fatter
Laughing more, feeling sadder
Guess I’m a hypocrite
Guess I’m a hypocrite
A stupid bitch, a dumb dramatic stupid bitch
And they’ll say, «Honey she’s a loser» (Loser)
She’s got no friends 'cause she’s a loser
One, two, three, four
I’ve been thinking, been thinkin 'bout me
And all the things I’m gonna see and who I want to be
I’m watching and waiting and pre-anticipating
While you’re off scheming I’m thinkin 'bout me
Think about, I think about, I think about me
Quite a lot, quite a lot, lot’s actually
I think about, think about, think about me
Quite a lot, quite a lot, lot’s actually
Just me, just me, just me
Just me, just me, just me
One, two, three, four
I’ve been thinking, been thinkin 'bout me
And all the things I’m gonna see and who I want to be
I’m watching and waiting and pre-anticipating
While you’re off scheming I’m thinkin 'bout me
I’m gonna spend New Year’s on my own (Again, again)
I’m not afraid to be alone