If I Were You

Now tell me something, it's not the worst thing you could say

If you were me would you still push yourself away

I'll tell you one thing, If I were you

I wouldn't beat myself up like you always do

So read your beauty magazines and give those silly tests to me

Like if I brought you flowers what kind would they be

Now turn me over, let the needle skip through every sound

Sing the parts you like when no one is around

We've both been over this, we're sorry to admit

We're going 'round again like a broken record without a single hit