They call you cry baby, cry baby, but you don't fucking care D-o-l-l-h-o-u-s-e I see things that nobody else sees Kids are still depressed when you dress them up You must be this tall, to, ride, this, ride. At the carnival Always aiming paper airplanes at me when you're around God I wish I never spoke, guess I better wash my mouth out with soap I'm not a piece of cake, for you to just discard, while you walk away.
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