Quirky girl, ukulele
Pitch is flat and your tone is nasally
Christmas lights can strike the mood
From your cliché-ridden, doom-filled room, oh
You're so sad, the look you've chosen
Draws in laughs 'cause you're only posing
Can't you take on a realer look?
'Cause they're all just looks, but yours is obvious, oh
Quirky girl, front-faced camera
No one cares about your lazy stanzas
Say it's only just for fun
Then why'd you have to show it to everyone?
Quirky boy with a piano
Don't cast stones in a house of glass
I'm just trying to collect the insurance
On this house of glass, why did I buy a house made of glass?
I was trying to commit insurance fraud
So go ahead and cast as many stones as you want...
Pitch is flat and your tone is nasally
Christmas lights can strike the mood
From your cliché-ridden, doom-filled room, oh
You're so sad, the look you've chosen
Draws in laughs 'cause you're only posing
Can't you take on a realer look?
'Cause they're all just looks, but yours is obvious, oh
Quirky girl, front-faced camera
No one cares about your lazy stanzas
Say it's only just for fun
Then why'd you have to show it to everyone?
Quirky boy with a piano
Don't cast stones in a house of glass
I'm just trying to collect the insurance
On this house of glass, why did I buy a house made of glass?
I was trying to commit insurance fraud
So go ahead and cast as many stones as you want...
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