[GRETCHEN:]
What's wrong with me?
Different boss
Same old song

I try so hard
Is that what's wrong?
It's like all I do is plan
For joy I don't get to feel

I'm whoever you want
Is that my only appeal?
Who am I really?
Hmmm-mmm…

[MRS. GEORGE:]
What's wrong with me?
Ask me for help, ask me for hugs
Girl stuff sucks

Why couldn't it just be drugs?
I try to give you love
I try to give you space
You roll your eyes so hard
They're going to roll right off your face

[GRETCHEN