Im in the corner of the cockroach cafe a man hums and it makes me mad
I want to cry, but I want attention more and I need to cry but no one would listen
if only i could lose ten punds, the man humming wouldnt make me mad
and i wouldnt need to cry because everyone would listen
if only i were beatiful (to you) but you know that cockroach reminds me a lot of you
the way you run when i appologize im getting sick of your shit and you know,
i want to see you cry
i wanna see you cry i wanna see you cry