"Sunday Best" lyrics

A little happy and a little depressed
I'm mascara runnin' in my Sunday best
I'm a little manic and a little obsessed
Can you blame a girl for trying if she's trying her best?

I'm a dark room in an apartment
But I'm a safe space for all of my friends
I'm the starry life of the party
Until the moment the party ends

Like a freight train that's runnin'
You don't see it come
But I feel it a mile away

A little happy and a little depressed
I'm mascara runnin' in my Sunday best
I'm a little manic and a little obsessed
Can you blame a girl for trying if she's trying her best?

There's a calm that comes with the quiet
Till my mind get a little too loud
I'm a sorry excuse for a Barbie
When I'm up cryin' in the dream house

Like a freight train that's runnin'
You don't see it come
But I feel it a mile away

A little happy and a little depressed
I'm mascara runnin' in my Sunday best
I'm a little manic and a little obsessed
Can you blame a girl for trying if she's trying her best?
Every emotion is a Russian roulette
No, never really sure what you're gonna get
Oh, I'm a little panicked and a little impressed
Can you blame a girl for trying if she's trying her best? (Woah!)

Trying her best, trying her best (Ah, ah, ah, oh)
Trying her best, trying her best (Ah, ah, ah, oh)
Trying her best, trying her best (Ah, ah, ah, oh)
Can you blame a girl for trying if she's trying her best?

Every emotion is a Russian roulette
No, never really sure what you're gonna get
Oh, I'm a little panicked and a little impressed
Can you blame a girl for trying if she's trying her best?
Every emotion is a Russian roulette
No, never really sure what you're gonna get
Oh, I'm a little panicked and a little impressed
Can you blame a girl for trying if she's trying her best?

Can you blame a girl for trying if she's trying her best?