"don't blame your mom, for all that you've done wrong.
Your dad is not guilty, you came out a little faulty
and the factory closed so you can't hold them liable
You come from an island, you're cutting diamonds with a rubbery knife
Your autograph is worthless, so don't send me letters
and don't mail me cash 'cause your money is no good
What's left in your matress is holes and lack of love
leftsome hair from a horse and none of it is yours, man
And the song you sing today wasn't always in your head,
the words you tryin' to say are the ones you shouldn't 've said
they're glistenin' like diamonds, go out and find' em
but don't blame your daughter
Read me your tombstone,
tell me you're sorry, fax me your will,
you owe me something still
Blood is like water, the bath that you poured me
has drained and it's gone, but don't blame it on your son
The world is full of diamonds
go out and find'em
but don't blame your daughter"
(the cardigans)
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