Olivia Rodrigo - jealousy, jealousy

I kinda wanna throw my phone across the room
'Cause all I see are girls too good to be true
With paper-white teeth and perfect bodies
Wish I didn't care
I know that beauty is not my lack
But it feels like that weight is on my back
And I can't let it go
Co-comparison is killin' me slowly
I think, I think too much
'Bout kids who don't know me
I'm so sick of myself
I'd rather be, rather be
Anyone, anyone else