She lives in the house on Rose Hater Lane
She sleeps in only cares about her beauty sleep
She scoffs at the posies in perfect practiced poses cuz she's never been the type of girl to stop and smell the
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She prunes her garden cuz there's pain to get rid of on
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Hey there's nothing wrong with not falling in
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She paints on her pink lips just like her hair she does it life goes on
She doesn't even care
She'll ask you what your favorite color is
She prays and hopes that it's yellow over red
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She prunes her garden cuz there's pain to get rid of on
Rose Hater Lane
Hey there's nothing wrong with not falling in
Love
Love
LOVE