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I am your fifth glass of Chardonnay
At your first love's second wedding
I am your friend Charlie's powdered confidence
That makes her looks less upsetting
I am your first cigarette of the day
I am that sigh of relief
I am your dull fear of missing out
And I will never let you leave
(Not you)
Why are you so surprised about the size of my eyes?
Why are you so surprised about the size of my eyes?
Why are you so surprised?
Why are you so surprised?
I am your sunday-morning-walk to church
I am your apple a day
I am your pseudointellectual poetry
I keep the therapist away
(Yay!)
Why are you so surprised about the size of my eyes?
Why are you so surprised about the size of my eyes?
Why are you so surprised?
Why are you so surprised?
Why are you so surprised?
Why are you so surprised?
This little monster is still slumbering in me
Still falling out with the hand that feeds
I'm sorry, darling, but by now you should know
That when you say "jump!", I'm gonna ask "how low?"
This little monster is still slumbering in me
Still falling out with the hand that feeds
I'm sorry, darling, but by now you should know
That when you say "jump!", I'm gonna ask "how low?"
You're not that much different, though
Why are you so surprised about the size of my eyes?
Why are you so surprised about the size of my eyes?
Why are you so surprised?
Why are you so surprised?