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