Hey mom, hey dad! Where's your kid She's studying in the library like she said She did, she always wore a pretty smile Sitting in the classroom without denial Do you remember telling her what to do What you told her she would always do Blushing, hiding from the truth I know I should have told you about her
But now It's too late what will you do Your daughter's fat. disgusting too She has twelve kids, there's something even better Every time the drinks get better
You swore that you had her life planned Go to college understand Well, miss candy prom queen won't use her hands I know I should have told you about her
At HIGHSCHOOL she was like a saint Like pre-school children and finger-paints Blushing, hiding, feeling shame I know the story ends the same
At the parties she would say I wish I never felt this way If I could start my life again I wouldn't be a closet monster