She got blonde hair, about my size

Looks a lot like me if you squint your eyes

Knows what he likes, got a type, it's plain to see

It ain't flattering, it's a slap in the face

Thinking all those years went and got replaced

By a counterfeit, full-of-it, watered-down version of me

Well, she's bottle of beer and I'm a glass of champagne

She's a fake veneer and I'm the real dang thing

He can be with miss wannabe

But I know down deep he wanna be with me

Too little, too late, that's too bad

He can keep the change, he ain't getting me back

He can be with miss wannabe

But she don't know in reality

He's kissing her, but he's missing me

I pity pretty little miss wannabe

Last night, blowing up my phone

Got twenty-two texts 'cause she wasn't home

Poor what's-her-face, take-my-place, and never saw none of that

What goes around comes back around

And if he don't know, he's about to find out

Karma's like a mean dog chasing down a coffee cake

Well, she's Monopoly money, I'm a million bucks

I'm the reigning queen and she's the runner up

He can be with miss wannabe

But I know down deep he wanna be with me

Too little, too late, that's too bad

He can keep the change, he ain't getting me back

He can be with miss wannabe

But she don't know in reality

He's kissing her, but he's missing me

I pity pretty little miss wanna-wannabe

Miss wanna-be-me

Yeah, yeah

Bless her heart

She's wasting time

He'll trade her in

For another look-alike

He can be with miss wannabe

But I know down deep he wanna be with me

Too little, too late, that's too bad

He can keep the change, he ain't getting me back

He can be with miss wannabe

But she don't know in reality

He's kissing her, but he's missing me

I pity pretty little miss wannabe

Kissing her, but he's missing me

I pity pretty little miss wannabe