Letra de Fashion Faux Pas

You'll fill me in
Cause I'm dying over what to wear
And celebrate
The tight clothes pushed me to despair
I've got no look
No fucking style
Those extra large still make me smile
I'm thinking of bringing back the flannel
The fashion kids turn up their nose
My sisters' buying me my clothes
You'll never catch me in Armani
Judging you
Behind crossed arms
It isn't right
Wavering
So cry yourself to sleep at night
I've got no look
No fucking style
The wallet chains still make me smile
It's coming back no room for statements
Want bands that rock
Especially
The fashion kids look down on me
I guess that you'll see you're way cooler than me
It won't be here forever
So let's drink a lot until they're gone
Cause I still think that's something