There’s always something about you, always something wrong You’re taking solos when it’s not your song Don’t have to tell me ´bout your fever ´cause I already know I know before we even say hello
But now it’s the real deal No ones gonna pitty you know So come on, just let it in-let it out
Cry baby cry, I don’t need to know why So get out of my sight, and let me get on with my life
So what’s the story today, is it a broken nail? Or is it just your lack of sleep again? An ugly spot on your face Or is it just a bad-hair-day Or did you drain your c-c-creditcard?
It´s akways one thing or the other Why should I even bother?! Turn it the other way around Get your feet back on the ground Just let me get on with my life
Stop! Take a look in the mirror Is it really that bad? Or could you just let it go! Time to be a big girl....