What's up with you, girl?
Yeah, I know, you're such a superstar
Does it make you feel like you really made it
When you leave me hanging like this?
Well, I'm not gonna make the first move
If you don't even give a goddamn
God damn, what's happened to our friendship?
Like, I miss you all the time, but
Girl, don't you do me wrong
Girl, don't you do me harm
Girl, don't you do me wrong
Girl, you do you
Don't do me wrong, girl
Shit, I can't even score an RSVP
To the balls you throw for charity
Say I'll "distract from all the tragedies"
Don't do me wrong girl
Why do you crop me out of all of our pics?
You make me call you through your publicist!
It breaks my heart
I don't mean to be bitter
I just feel a little insecure
But when you send me love from your podiums
It does help to reassure
I know my survival is like, so boring
But I've got nothing else to give
And if you came calling, honey
Oh, I'd come running back
Every time, although
Girl, don't you do me wrong
Girl, don't you do me harm
Girl, don't you do me wrong
Girl, you do you
