Is she pretty, is she prettier than me?
Is she funny, is she funnier than me?
I remember we were having so much fun
Before you traded your guitar for a gun
Is she pretty?
Is she pretty?
Is she funny?
Is she?
Cynicism like any other prison
I suppose you get free meals and a bed
But there's a constant battle inside a cage that rattles
Are you free?
Are you free?
Are you free?
Is she funny, is she funnier than me?
I remember we were having so much fun
Before you traded your guitar for a gun
Is she pretty?
Is she pretty?
Is she funny?
Is she?
Cynicism like any other prison
I suppose you get free meals and a bed
But there's a constant battle inside a cage that rattles
Are you free?
Are you free?
Are you free?
Lyrics submitted by tylermacmore
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