a collection of starters from mg: the musical! feel free to change pronouns/names when necessary. part four!
WHAT’S WRONG WITH ME ? ( REPRISE ) .
‘ 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 ? ’
‘ girl stuff sucks . ’
‘ everything’s wrong with me . ’
WHOSE HOUSE IS THIS ?
‘ whose house is this ? ’
‘ it’s my house now ! ’
‘ seriously , whose house is this ? ’
‘ hear about a party , here’s the procedure : text all your friends , tell ‘em where to meet you . so you know nobody , that’s not what counts ! it’s somebody’s house and they got no bouncer . ’
‘ we lit up like a torch , smoking on your porch . ’
‘ really , that’s a lot ! ’
‘ do a shot ! ’
‘ hope you got insurance ! ’
‘ look at this party , it’ll pass into legend . ’
‘ everyone’s tanked ! ’
‘ down in one ! ’
‘ turn the freaking music up ! ’
‘ it was always my house ! ’
MORE IS BETTER .
‘ i was alone a lot . ’
‘ i’m never by myself . ’
‘ more is always better . ’
‘ more people know my name . ’
‘ when you have less , you’ve got more to lose . ’
‘ i don’t mind alone . sometimes , alone is good . ’
‘ time to think is in short supply . ’
‘ you haven’t been alone . ’
‘ whatever . i look cuter . ’
‘ it worked , like pretending i needed a tutor . ’
‘ i pretended to be bad at math to get you to talk to me . ’
‘ why didn’t you just talk to me ? ’
‘ i am more and i am better . ’
‘ no one likes you more , not anyone , not her . ’
‘ don’t look at me that way . ’
‘ i would prefer the girl you were , not who you’re trying to be . ’
‘ you think this works for me ? well you thought wrong . ’
‘ there is less of you than there was before . ’
‘ you should have thought it through a bit more . ’
SOMEONE GETS HURT ( REPRISE ) .
‘ you think that everybody is in love with you , when , actually , everybody hates you . ’
‘ you made me like this . ’
‘ you think your shit don’t stink . ’
‘ you think the rest of us are dumb . ’
‘ at least she has the guts to not pretend to be my friend . ’
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