Small

Do you feel big when you're tearing people down?

Do you feel better when they're lying on the ground?

Do you love the rumor mill? Do you love to call them names?

Are you powerful when you get to shift the blame?

Talk, talk, talk about mistakes your friends have made

Talk, talk all about how different you'd behave

Always a victim, just caught in the middle

You talk so much, but you say so little

Do you feel big and better than it all

Or do you just feel small?

Are you tippy-top when you get your turn to talk?

Do you feel better when your friends all laugh and nod

About that blonde that went and got all the things you thought you want

Preaching, "I'm not jealous. I'm just saying:

The boy she's got, I should be dating"?

Always a victim, just caught in the middle

You talk so much, but you say so little

Do you feel big and better than it all

Or do you just feel small?

I was told that nice girls

They don't make history

But what I see is mean girls

They sure make misery

Always a victim, just caught in the middle

You talk so much, but you say so little

Do you feel big and better than it all

Or do you just feel small?