Cry baby, cry baby You're mine, motherfucker Do you leave your "throne" as you cast your stones? I'm above living under your microscope I'm not broken, so don't fix me Tell me what you've lost, hang me on your cross If you're so wise, then why are you so

Good morning little school girl Sometime I don't know what I'm gonna buy me a airplane Now who's that coming, yonder? Can I go home with Can I go home with you? Tell your mother and your father I once was a schoolboy too Woman, what in this world to

Don't sing love songs, you'll wake my mother She's sleeping here right by my side And in her right hand a silver dagger She says that I can't be your bride "All men are false", says my mother "They'll tell you wicked, lovin' lies The very next evening,