Hated
By Nikki Cleary (2004)
On album Mean Girls (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) (2004)
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From the first time that I saw you
I thought you crawled out of Us magazine
It's no wonder that it wasn't all you
All the things that I want to be
Everybody loved you and they treated you
Like you stepped out of a TV show
But if they really got the chance to meet you
They'd finally see how hard you blow
I hate you, I hate you
'Cause I see through
To what a fake you are
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
Like the winner of beauty pageant
You are the one I most admire
But as a loser I can only imagine
Wearing that crown but your heads on fire
Your the real American idol
Your the poor mans Mandy Moore
Your the e true Hollywood story
About a two face strip mall whore
I hate you, I hate you
'Cause I see through
To what a fake you are
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
You got a lot of stuff
Stuff you don't deserve
You got a lot of friends
You got a lot of nerve
Trust me, you must be hated
La la la
La la la
La la-la la
La la la
Trust me, you must be hated
I wish I had your money
I wish I had your ride
I wish I had your boyfriend
I wish you'd choke and die
I hate you, I hate you
'Cause I see through
To what a bitch you are
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
I hate you, I hate you (la la la)
'Cause I see through (la la la)
To what a bitch you are (la la la)
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
I thought you crawled out of Us magazine
It's no wonder that it wasn't all you
All the things that I want to be
Everybody loved you and they treated you
Like you stepped out of a TV show
But if they really got the chance to meet you
They'd finally see how hard you blow
I hate you, I hate you
'Cause I see through
To what a fake you are
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
Like the winner of beauty pageant
You are the one I most admire
But as a loser I can only imagine
Wearing that crown but your heads on fire
Your the real American idol
Your the poor mans Mandy Moore
Your the e true Hollywood story
About a two face strip mall whore
I hate you, I hate you
'Cause I see through
To what a fake you are
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
You got a lot of stuff
Stuff you don't deserve
You got a lot of friends
You got a lot of nerve
Trust me, you must be hated
La la la
La la la
La la-la la
La la la
Trust me, you must be hated
I wish I had your money
I wish I had your ride
I wish I had your boyfriend
I wish you'd choke and die
I hate you, I hate you
'Cause I see through
To what a bitch you are
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
I hate you, I hate you (la la la)
'Cause I see through (la la la)
To what a bitch you are (la la la)
You disgust me, that's why you must be hated
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