[Verse 1] All she knows is copied from elsewhere Not an original thought in that deliberately unbrushed head of hair Deluded, not as simple as they come Glossier tube left out in the sun Pretend, unbeholfen, walken the dog Lying through a Concerta Vyvanse fog [Chorus] Don't think you're special, don't even think Baker-Miller Pink Don't think you're special, don't even think Baker-Miller Pink [Chorus] Don't think you're special, don't even think Baker-Miller Pink Don't think you're special, don't even think Baker-Miller Pink [Verse 2] Doing her dances clandestine like everyone else She films herself in a white four-poster image of herself Says she's writing a critique of the scene she's in Implicitly a part of edge-lord tangerine dream Believing she's not as simple as they come No amount of makeup from her mom Convincing friends they're troubled, too Dirty male fantasy and a scuffed shoe [Chorus] Don't think you're special, don't even think Baker-Miller Pink Don't think you're special, don't even think Baker-Miller— Baker-Miller Pink Don't think you're special, don't even think Baker-Miller— Don't think you're special, don't even think Baker-Miller Pink Don't think you're special, don't even think Baker-Miller Pink Don't think you're special, don't even think Baker-Miller Pink Don't think you're special, don't even think Baker-Miller Pink Don't think you're special, don't even think