Here we go again same old argument
You're calling me miss pollyanne
You see the world as cruel and being mad is cool
You think that i don't give a damn
Ya don't have to shout to be heard
Who said dark is deep? you'd rather flip the bird
I'd rather show ya signs of peace
Love ain't a dying art as far as i can see
Oh sentimental me
Fist up in the air mine used to be up there
You only give yourself away
So paint your roses black and blue
Use the fuck word i can too
When i have nothing else to say
Ya don't have to shout to be heard
Who said dark is deep? you'd rather flip the bird
I'd rather show ya signs of peace
Love ain't a dying art as far as i can see
Oh, sentimental me
Sentimental me
Ya don't have to shout to be heard
Who said dark is deep? you'd rather flip the bird
I'd rather show ya signs of peace
Love ain't a dying art as far as i can see
Oh, sentimental me
Sentimental me, sentimental me
Here we go again, we may never change
So you can call me pollyanne