Here we go again Same old argument You're callin' me Miss Pollyanne
You see the world as cruel And bein' mad is cool You're thinkin' I don't give a dick
You don't have to shout to be heard Who said dark is deep You'd rather flip the bird I'd rather show you signs of peace Love ain't a dyin' art as far as I can see Oh sentimental me
Fist up in the air My knees should be up there You only give yourself away So paint your roses black and blue Use the fuck word, I can too When I have nothing else to say
You don't have to shout to be heard Who said dark is deep You'd rather flip the bird I'd rather show you signs of peace Love ain't a dyin' art as far as I can see Oh sentimental me
Here we go again We may never change So you can call me Pollyanne
