All baby talks about is The way she thinks it feels to be inside Playboy's closet Mistakes look nothing like this It doesn't take a genius To see that much, does it? No
Don't spend the rest of your days Behind the smile whose claim To your attention and fame Was being curled up in a ball Curled up in a ball
One point we reach from this seems To be to prove you're strong enough to leave and to love it What's left is already gleaned It doesn't take a genius To see that much, does it? No
Don't spare the rest of your change You have a brand new home, face, hairdo and name And you've kept me in the lie You've kept me in the lie
Don't spend the resat of your days Behind the shame you've grown into a style all your own And you've kept me in the light You've kept me in the lie You've kept me in the lie You've kept me in the lie You've kept me