You break, you break, and by that you make.
You break, you break, and by that you make.
Sucks for ya girl, it ain’t comin’ back, things that’re broke ain’t ever come back.
Yer something else now, somethin’ else now, somethin’ totally new and different now.

Where’s your daddy off tonight? Goin’ to the jazz club to rock air guitar.

Reality’s somethin’, reality’s somethin’, the reality’s somethin’ yer better not tell.
Reality’s somethin’, reality’s somethin’, the reality’s somethin’ yer better not tell.
Truth ain’t real from just one person’s mouth, hear?
Reality’s somethin’, reality’s somethin’, the reality’s somethin’ yer better not tell.

Know what your daddy does every time? He sends little pigeons watchin’ your friends.

Just once more, just once more, to the day we met,
I’d like to return, like to return. Show off how big I’ve grown.
Ahh man I miss him.
I sang a shitty cover, of Chiharu’s “Love”,
And just once more, once more, I’d like to see him again.

You break, you break, and by that you make.
You break, you break, and by that you make.
Sucks for ya girl, it ain’t comin’ back, things that’re broke ain’t ever come back.
Yer somethin’ else now, somethin’ else now, somethin’ totally new and different now.

Your daddy’s a criminal, taking you dancing on your grave.