I’m like black licorice, a little twisted and a little bitter
I’m a loser but I ain’t no quitter, I just change my mind
You’re more like strawberry, which isn’t like strawberry at all
You’re kinda sweet, and artificial, the more popular choice
Screw you and you’re good attitude,
I think i’ll stick with being rude
It’s hard to admit, it’s hard to admit
Sometimes I wish I was more like you
I’m addicted to pain and it’s hard to quit
Sometimes I wish I was more like you
You’re perfectly healthy in body and mind
You’ve got the answers that are so hard to find
It’s hard to admit, it’s hard to admit
Sometimes I wish I was more like you
You’re more like a dog and I’m more like a cat
You’re ready to play, I’m ready to nap
You’re ready to give, I’m ready to take
You call it nice, I call it fake
I’m a loser but I ain’t no quitter, I just change my mind
You’re more like strawberry, which isn’t like strawberry at all
You’re kinda sweet, and artificial, the more popular choice
I think i’ll stick with being rude
Sometimes I wish I was more like you
I’m addicted to pain and it’s hard to quit
Sometimes I wish I was more like you
You’re perfectly healthy in body and mind
You’ve got the answers that are so hard to find
It’s hard to admit, it’s hard to admit
Sometimes I wish I was more like you
You’re ready to play, I’m ready to nap
You’re ready to give, I’m ready to take
You call it nice, I call it fake
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