❝is there any possibility you'll quit gossiping about me to hide your insecurities all you say is "blah, blah" girls they never befriend me because I fall asleep when they speak of all the calories they eat all they say is "na na na na na" (na na na na na) girls, oh girls, wag your tails to the beat of Girls Aloud, all the journos in heat write such good stories oh their mothers must be proud making money of your insecurity and doubt ❞