Why?
I'm no Barbie doll.
I'm not your baby girl.
I've done ugly things, and I have made mistakes... and I am not as pretty as those girls in magazines.
I am rotten to my core if they're to be believed.
So what if I'm no baby bird hanging upon your every word.
Nothing ever smells of roses that rises out of mud
Why do you love me?
Why do you love me?
It's driving me crazy!
You're not some little boy.
Why you acting so surprised?
You're sick of all the rules, well I'm sick of all your lies.
Now I've held back a wealth of shit but I think I'm gonna choke.
I'm standing in the shadows with the words stuck in my throat.
Does it really come as a surprise when I tell you I don't feel good?
That nothing ever came from nothing, man...
Oh, man, ain't that the truth.
I'm not your baby girl.
I've done ugly things, and I have made mistakes... and I am not as pretty as those girls in magazines.
I am rotten to my core if they're to be believed.
So what if I'm no baby bird hanging upon your every word.
Nothing ever smells of roses that rises out of mud
Why do you love me?
Why do you love me?
It's driving me crazy!
You're not some little boy.
Why you acting so surprised?
You're sick of all the rules, well I'm sick of all your lies.
Now I've held back a wealth of shit but I think I'm gonna choke.
I'm standing in the shadows with the words stuck in my throat.
Does it really come as a surprise when I tell you I don't feel good?
That nothing ever came from nothing, man...
Oh, man, ain't that the truth.
Fool for love and fool on fire.
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