I have this little problem with you
this little problem with you
this little problem with you
you act like you own the whole world
as if you never knew you never knew
do me a favor and look in the mirror
do you see beauty or do you see tears
you hate so much you never planned
for things to really land, for things to really stand
Without any foundation
without a life time vacation
of enjoying your little life
did you strive or did you float on by...
with daddy holdin' your hand
Now crashing is all your future holds
with things that matter, things untold
you operate just like a barbie doll
you're so perfect till your head is pulled off
by a child that makes you a fool
in her kiddy pool, in her kiddy pool
she leaves you floating there all alone
used by her dog as a bone by her dog as a bone
you're used by her dog as a bone
do you really enjoy your life
do you strive or just float on by
with daddy holdin your hand