Tekster: Amy Studt. My Paper Made Men. Sad, Sad World.

Come say hello to me
When you're in town
I know you're crazy about me
And want me around

You move in closer
When you should run away
A little rabbit in my hunting game
And I got perfect aim

What a sad, sad world it is
When we take pleasure in others' demise
And in this sad, sad world we live
We push down others to stay alive

Flattery has me endeared to you
As any flesh and blood would
You say you'd be good to me
Well so you should

I'm not that girl anymore
She went away
Now I'm the one with the game
And I won't be played

What a sad, sad world it is
When we delight in spinning our lies
And in this sad, sad world we live
We kick and spit just to stay alive

Oh what a sad, sad world it is yeah

What a sad, sad world it is yeah
Oh what a sad, sad world yeah
Ssshhh

But when it comes that I get tired of games
Will you still be around
I think you know that when the light is shined below
Then you will see
The monster that I am
You will run away
They always do

I might keep you around
If you behave
I like you crawling
My little boy slave

What a sad, sad world it is
When we're excited by somebody's pain
And in this sad, sad world we live
I'm in the middle I'm not afraid

Oh what a sad, sad world yeah
What a sad, sad world
What a sad, sad world it is
Yeah
Ssshhh