Uniqlo’s in-store music in the spring of 2015 is an English song with a female voice, very European and American and normal. Please give me the song name.

had a bad day, don't talk to me,

gonna ride this out,

my little black heart, breaks apart,

with your big mouth.

and i'm sick of my sickness

dont touch me, you'll get this.

i'm useless, lazy, perverted,

and you hate me.

you can't save me,

you can't change me,

well i'm waiting for my wake up call,

and everything, everything's my fault.

went to the doctor, and i asked her,

< p>to make this stop. (whoa)

got medication, a new addiction,

fucken thanks a lot.

had to relapse, i'm outta rehab,

it ruined everything. (whoa)

so point your finger, at the singer,

he's in the pharmacy.

< p>you can't save me,

you can't change me,

well i'm waiting for my wake up call,

and everything's my fault.

you can't save me,

you can't blame me,

well i'm waiting here to take a fall,< /p>

and everything, and everything's my fault.

and i'm a death threat haven't slept yet,

baby wide awake at dawn.

helmet bad boy, tell the tabloids,

everything's my fault.

whoa whoa yeah, write it write it,

whoa whoa everthing's my fault,

everything's my fault.

i went to heaven, couldn't get it,

for what i had done.

i said forsake me, you said you're crazy

you were too much fun.

you can't save me,

you can't change me,

well i'm waiting for my wake up call,

and everything's my fault.

you can't save me,

you can't blame me,

well i'm waiting here to take a fall,

and everything, everthing's my fault.