chorus what you see is what you get fishing for the answers with a line and sinker look at me and dont forget hard to get a grip with all these broken fingers
today i dont feel pretty and im tired of trying to fit right in dont think that you're so great cause being great must suck
we dont always see the brightside we all need ego suicide you hung my id today but i have licked my wounds and carried on
pre chorus everybody needs some sympathy santa seemed to miss my chimney reality is truly scaring me so stand up straight and firmly say
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my heart is in teh right place so wipe that smirk right off your face dont make me feel like that cause thats just plain not nice
we dont always see the brightside i lied when i said i was fine you slapped my face today but i have licked my wounds and carried on
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everybody needs some sympathy santa seemed to miss my chimney you stole my luck from me and now my fortune cookies empty