Splitsville - The Popular lyrics

My peeps, my dearest friends and confidants It's clear we don't know what the hell we want And yet we want it all the time Like G., He wanted to go out with her I guess he shouldn't have introduced me first 'Cuz I was in a state of mind And I feel the pain of the popular I feel your pain I freak, I love to do the body rock Full speed, I'm illin' when I pop and lock And yet I'm miserable tonight 'Cuz I feel the pain of the popular I feel your pain And now I only want to bring you down Don't blink, just put this one in turnaround 'Cuz I am in a state of mind And I feel the pain of the popular I feel your pain Yeah I feel the pain of the popular I feel your pain And I writhe