Melanie Martinez - Cry Baby Lyrics
Cry Baby
You seem to replace
Your brain with your heart
You take things so hard
Then you fall apart
You try to explain
But before you can start
Those cry baby tears
Come out of the dark
Something's turning the handle
To that faucet in your eyes
They're pouring out
Where everyone can see them
Your heart's too big for your body
It's where your feelings hide
They're pouring out
Where everyone can see
They call you cry baby
Cry baby
But you don't f*cking care
Cry baby, cry baby
So you laugh through your tears
Cry baby, cry baby
Cause you don't f*cking care
Tears fall to the ground
You just let them drown
You're all on your own and
You lost all your friends
You told yourself that
It's not you, it's them
You're one of a kind
And no one understands
But those cry baby tears
Keep coming back again
Something's turning the handle
To that faucet in your eyes
They're pouring out
Where everyone can see them
Your heart's too big for your body
It's where your feelings hide
They're pouring out
Where everyone can see
They call you cry baby
Cry baby
But you don't f*cking care
Cry baby, cry baby
So you laugh through your tears
Cry baby, cry baby
Cause you don't f*cking care
Tears fall to the ground
You just let them drown
I look at you and
I see myself
I know you better
Than anyone else
I have same the faucet
In my eyes
So your tears
Are mine
They call me cry baby
Cry baby
But I don't f*cking care
Cry baby, cry baby
So I laugh through my tears
Cry baby, cry baby
Cause I don't f*cking care
Tears fall to the ground
I just let them drown
I just let them drown
Cry baby, cry baby
Writer: JEREMY DUSSOLLIET, MELANIE MARTINEZ, TIMOTHY SOMMERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Dollhouse
Hey girl, open the walls, play with your dolls
We'll be a perfect family.
When you walk away, is when we really play
You don't hear me when I say,
"Mom, please wake up.
Dad's with a slut, and your son is smoking cannabis."
No one ever listens, this wallpaper glistens
Don't let them see what goes down in the kitchen.
Places, places, get in your places
Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces.
Everyone thinks that we're perfect
Please don't let them look through the curtains.
Picture, picture, smile for the picture
Pose with your brother, won't you be a good sister?
Everyone thinks that we're perfect
Please don't let them look through the curtains.
D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E
I see things that nobody else sees.
(D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E
I see things that nobody else sees)
Hey girl, look at my mom, she's got it going on
Ha, you're blinded by her jewelry.
When you turn your back she pulls out a flask
And forgets his infidelity.
Uh-oh, she's coming to the attic, plastic,
Go back to being plastic.
No one ever listens, this wallpaper glistens
One day they'll see what goes down in the kitchen.
Places, places, get in your places
Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces.
Everyone thinks that we're perfect
Please don't let them look through the curtains.
Picture, picture, smile for the picture
Pose with your brother, won't you be a good sister?
Everyone thinks that we're perfect
Please don't let them look through the curtains.
D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E
I see things that nobody else sees.
(D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E
I see things that nobody else sees)
Hey girl (hey girl, hey girl, hey girl, hey girl, hey girl, hey girl)
Hey girl, open your walls, play with your dolls
We'll be a perfect family.
Places, places, get in your places
Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces.
Everyone thinks that we're perfect
Please don't let them look through the curtains.
Picture, picture, smile for the picture
Pose with your brother, won't you be a good sister?
Everyone thinks that we're perfect
Please don't let them look through the curtains.
D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E
I see things that nobody else sees.
(D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E
I see things that nobody else sees)
Writer: Jeremy Dussolliet, Melanie Martinez, Timothy Sommers
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Sippy Cup
Blood still stains when the sheets are washed
Sex don't sleep when the lights are off
Kids are still depressed when you dress them up
And syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup
He's still dead when you're done with the bottle
Of course it's a corpse that you keep in the cradle
Kids are still depressed when you dress them up
Syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup
Blood money, blood money
How did you afford this ring that I love, honey?
"Just another shift at the drug company, "
He doesn't think I'm that f*cking dumb does he?
It doesn't matter what you pull up to your home
We know what goes on inside
You call that ass your own, we call that silicone
Silly girl with silly boys
Blood still stains when the sheets are washed
Sex don't sleep when the lights are off
Kids are still depressed when you dress them up
And syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup
He's still dead when you're done with the bottle
Of course it's a corpse that you keep in the cradle
Kids are still depressed when you dress them up
Syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup
Sippy cup, s-s-sippy cup, in a sippy cup, sut sippy cup
In a sippy cup, in a sippy cup, in a sippy cup, in a sippy cup
Pill diet, pill diet, if they give you a new pill then you will buy it
If they say to kill yourself, then you will try it
All the makeup in the world, won't make you less insecure
You got weights in your pockets, when you go to the doctor's
Your favorite candy's cotton, that's why all your teeth are rotten
Silly girl with silly boys
Blood still stains when the sheets are washed
Sex don't sleep when the lights are off
Kids are still depressed when you dress them up
And syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup
He's still dead when you're done with the bottle
Of course it's a corpse that you keep in the cradle
Kids are still depressed when you dress them up
Syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup
Sippy cup, s-s-sippy cup, in a sippy cup, sut sippy cup
In a sippy cup, in a sippy cup, in a sippy cup, in a sippy cup
Blood still stains when the sheets are washed
Sex don't sleep when the lights are off
Kids are still depressed when you dress them up
And syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup
Writer: JEREMY DUSSOLLIET, MELANIE MARTINEZ, TIMOTHY SOMMERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Carousel
Round and round like a horse on a carousel, we go,
will I catch up to love? I could never tell, I know,
chasing after you is like a fairytale, but I,
feel like I'm glued on tight to this carousel
Come, come one, come all,
you must be this tall
to ride this ride at the carnival
Oh, come, take my hand
and run through playland
so high, too high at the carnival
And it's all fun and games,
'til somebody falls in love,
but you've already bought a ticket,
and there's no turning back now
Round and round like a horse on a carousel, we go,
will I catch up to love? I could never tell, I know,
chasing after you is like a fairytale, but I,
feel like I'm glued on tight to this carousel
This horse is too slow,
we're always this close,
almost, almost, we're a freakshow
Right, right when I'm near,
it's like you disappear,
where'd you go? Mr. Houdini, you're a freakshow.
And it's all fun and games,
'til somebody falls in love,
but you've already bought a ticket,
and there's no turning back now
Round and round like a horse on a carousel, we go,
will I catch up to love? I could never tell, I know,
chasing after you is like a fairytale, but I,
feel like I'm glued on tight to this carousel
Why did you steal my cotton candy heart?
you threw it in this damn coin slot,
and now I'm stuck, I'm stuck,
riding, riding, riding
Round and round like a horse on a carousel, we go,
will I catch up to love? I could never tell, I know,
chasing after you is like a fairytale, but I,
feel like I'm glued on tight to this carousel
Writer: JEREMY DUSSOLLIET, MELANIE MARTINEZ, TIMOTHY SOMMERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Alphabet Boy
You're always aiming paper airplanes at me when you're around
You build me up like building blocks just so you can bring me down
You can crush my candy cane but you'll never catch me cry
If you dangle that diploma and I deck you, don't be surprised
I know my ABC's, yet you keep teaching me
I say, f*ck your degree, alphabet boy
You think you're smarter than me with all your bad poetry
F*ck all your ABC's, alphabet boy
I'm not a little kid now
Watch me get big now
Spell my name on the fridge now
With all your alphabet toys
You won the spelling bee now
But are you smarter than me now?
You're the prince of the playground
Little alphabet boy
Apples aren't an always appropriate apologies
Butterscotch and bubblegum drops are bittersweet to me
You call me a child while you keep counting all your coins
But you're not my daddy and I'm not your dolly
And your dictionary's destroyed
I know my ABC's, yet you keep teaching me
I say, f*ck your degree, alphabet boy
You think you're smarter than me with all your bad poetry
F*ck all your ABC's, alphabet boy
I'm not a little kid now
Watch me get big now
Spell my name on the fridge now
With all your alphabet toys
You won the spelling bee now
But are you smarter than me now?
You're the prince of the playground
Little alphabet boy
Alphabet boy
My alphabet boy
Alphabet boy
Alphabet boy
My alphabet boy
Ooh-ooh
I'm not a little kid now
Watch me get big now
Spell my name on the fridge now
With all your alphabet toys
You won the spelling bee now
But are you smarter than me now?
You're the prince of the playground
Little alphabet boy
Writer: JEREMY DUSSOLLIET, MELANIE MARTINEZ, TIMOTHY SOMMERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Soap
Think I just remembered something
I think I left the faucet running
Now my words are filling up the tub
Darling, you're just soaking in it
But I know you'll get out the minute
You notice all your fingers pruning up
I'm tired of being careful, tiptoe, trying to keep the water warm
Let me under your skin
Uh-oh, there it goes, I said too much, it overflowed
Why do I always spill?
I feel it coming out my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap
I feel it coming out my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap
Think I got myself in trouble
So I fill the bath with bubbles
Then I'll put the towels all away
Should've never said the word "love"
Threw a toaster in the bathtub
I'm sick of all the games I have to play
I'm tired of being careful, tiptoe, trying to keep the water warm
Let me under your skin
Uh-oh, there it goes, I said too much, it overflowed
Why do I always spill?
I feel it coming out my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap
I feel it coming out my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap
I feel it coming out my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap
I feel it coming out my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap
Writer: KYLE MICHAEL SHEARER, MELANIE MARTINEZ, EMILY WARREN SCHWARTZ
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Training Wheels
Riding down, riding down
My hand on your seat
The whole way round
I carry band-aids on me now
For when your soft hands hit the jagged ground
Wheels aren't even touching the ground
Scared to take them off but they're so warm now
Promise I won't push you straight to the dirt
If you promise me you'll take them off first
I love everything you do
When you call me f*cking dumb for the stupid shit I do
I wanna ride my bike with you
Fully undressed, no training wheels left for you
I'll pull them off for you
[x2]
Letting go, letting go
Telling you things you already know
I explode, I explode
Asking you where you want us to go
You've been riding two wheelers all your life
It's not like I'm asking to be your wife
I wanna make you mine, but that's hard to say
Is this coming off in a cheesy way?
I love everything you do
When you call me f*cking dumb for the stupid shit I do
I wanna ride my bike with you
Fully undressed, no training wheels left for you
I'll pull them off for you
[x2]
(Everything you do)
(I wanna ride my bike with you)
(No training wheels left for you)
I love everything you do
When you call me f*cking dumb for the stupid shit I do
I wanna ride my bike with you
Fully undressed, no training wheels left for you
I'll pull them off for you
[x2]
Writer: MELANIE MARTINEZ, SCOTT DAVID HOFFMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Pity Party
Did my invitations disappear
Why'd I put my heart on every cursive letter?
Tell me why the hell no one is here
Tell me what to do to make it all feel better
Maybe it's a cruel joke on me
Whatever, whatever
Just means there's way more cake for me
Forever, forever
It's my party and I'll cry if I want to
Cry if I want to (cry, cry, cry)
I'll cry until the candles burn down this place
I'll cry until my pity party's in flames
[x2]
Maybe if I knew all of them well
I wouldn't have been trapped inside this hell that holds me
Maybe if I casted out a spell
But told them decorations were in pastel ribbons
Maybe it's a cruel joke on me
Whatever, whatever
Just means there's way more cake for me
Forever, forever
It's my party and I'll cry if I want to
Cry if I want to (cry, cry, cry)
I'll cry until the candles burn down this place
I'll cry until my pity party's in flames
[x2]
I'm laughing, I'm crying
It feels like I'm dying
I'm laughing, I'm crying
It feels like I'm dying
I'm laughing, I'm crying
It feels like I'm dying
I'm dying, I'm dying
It's my party and I'll cry if I want to
It's my party and I'll cry if I want to
It's my party and I'll cry if I want to
Cry if I want to (cry, cry, cry)
I'll cry until the candles burn down this place
I'll cry until my pity party's in flames
[x2]
It's my party, it's-it's my party
It's my party, it's-it's my party
It's my party and I'll cry if I want to
Cry if I want to (cry, cry, cry)
Writer: Christopher J Baran, Kara Elizabeth Dioguardi, John Jr Gluck, Wally Gold, Seymour Sy Gottlieb, Melanie Adele Martinez, Herb Wiener
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management, CYPMP
Tag Youre It
Looking at me through your window
Boy, you had your eye out for a little
"I'll cut you up and make you dinner
You've reached the end, you are the winner"
Rolling down your tinted window
Driving next to me real slow, he said
"Let me take you for a joyride
I've got some candy for you inside"
Running through the parking lot
He chased me and he wouldn't stop
Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it
Grabbed my hand, pushed me down
Took the words right out my mouth
Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it
Can anybody hear me when I'm hidden underground?
Can anybody hear me? Am I talking to myself?
Saying, "Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it"
He's saying, "Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it"
Little bit of poison in me
I can taste your skin in my teeth
"I love it when I hear you breathing
I hope to God you're never leaving"
Running through the parking lot
He chased me and he wouldn't stop
Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it
Grabbed my hand, pushed me down
Took the words right out my mouth
Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it
Can anybody hear me when I'm hidden underground?
Can anybody hear me? Am I talking to myself?
Saying, "Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it"
He's saying, "Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it"
Eenie, meenie, miny, mo
Catch your lady by her toes
If she screams, don't let her go
Eenie, meenie, miny, mo
Your mother said to pick the very best girl
And I am
Running through the parking lot
He chased me and he wouldn't stop
Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it
Grabbed my hand, pushed me down
Took the words right out my mouth
Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it
Running through the parking lot
He chased me and he wouldn't stop
Tag, you're it, tag, you're it
Grabbed my hand, pushed me down
Take the words right out my mouth
Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it
Writer: Melanie Adele Martinez, Richard Samuel Markowitz, Scott Harris Friedman
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Milk And Cookies
1, 2, melatonin is coming for you
3, 4, baby, won't you lock the door?
5, 6, I'm done with it
7, 8, it's getting late, so close your eyes, sleep the days
Hush, little baby, drink your spoiled milk
I'm f*cking crazy, need my prescription filled
Do you like my cookies? They're made just for you
A little bit of sugar, but a lot of poison, too
Ashes, ashes, time to go down
Ooh, honey do you want me now?
Can't take it anymore, need to put you to bed
Sing you a lullaby where you die at the end
9, 10, never want to see you again
11, 12, I pull off black so well
Shit behind the curtain that I'm sick of sugarcoatin'
Next time you're alone, think fast when you grab the phone
Ashes to ashes, time to go down
Ooh, honey do you want me now?
Can't take it anymore, need to put you to bed
Sing you a lullaby where you die at the end
[x2]
Writer: JEREMY DUSSOLLIET, MELANIE MARTINEZ, RICK MARKOWITZ
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Pacify Her
Tired, blue boy walks my way
Holding a girls hand
That basic bitch leaves finally
Now I can take her man
Someone told me stay away from things that aren't yours
But was he yours, if he wanted me so bad?
Pacify her
She's getting on my nerves
You don't love her
Stop lying with those words [x2]
I can't stand her whining
Where's her binky now?
And loving her seems tiring
So boy, just love me, down, down, down
Someone told me stay away from things that aren't yours
But was he yours, if he wanted me so bad?
Pacify her
She's getting on my nerves
You don't love her
Stop lying with those words
Pacify her
She's getting on my nerves
You don't love her
Stop lying with those words [x2]
Writer: CHLOE ANGELIDES, MELANIE MARTINEZ, MICHAEL KEENAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Mrs. Potato Head
If you weren't born with it
You can buy a couple ornaments
Just be sure to read the warning, kids
Cause pretty soon you'll be bored of it
Sexual, hey girl if you wanna feel sexual
You can always call up a professional
They stick pins in you like a vegetable
Kids forever, kids forever
Baby soft skin turns into leather
Don't be dramatic it's only some plastic
No one will love you if you're unattractive
Oh Mrs. Potato Head tell me, is it true that pain is beauty?
Does a new face come with a warranty?
Will a pretty face make it better?
Oh Mr. Potato Head tell me
How did you afford her surgery?
Do you swear you'll stay forever
Even if her face don't stay together
Even if her face don't stay together
If you want a little more confidence
Potatoes turn to french fries, yeah it's common sense
All you need's a couple more condiments
And a hundred thousand dollars for some compliments
It's such a waste
When little girls grow into their mothers face
But little girls are learning how to cut and paste
And pucker up their lips until they suffocate
Kids forever kids forever
Baby soft skin turns into leather
Don't be dramatic it's only some plastic
No one will love you if you're unattractive
Oh Mrs. Potato Head tell me, is it true that pain is beauty?
Does a new face come with a warranty?
Will a pretty face make it better?
Oh mr potato head tell me
How did you afford her surgery?
Do you swear you'll stay forever
Even if her face don't stay together
Stay forever, stay forever
Even if her face don't stay together
Stay forever, stay forever
Even if her face don't stay together
Oh Mrs. Potato Head tell me, is it true that pain is beauty?
Does a new face come with a warranty?
Will a pretty face make it better?
Oh Mr. Potato Head tell me
How did you afford her surgery?
Do you swear you'll stay forever
Even if her face don't stay together
Stay forever, stay forever
Even if her face don't stay together
Stay forever, stay forever
Even if her face don't stay together
Stay forever, stay forever
Even if her face don't stay together
Stay forever, stay forever
Even if her face don't stay together
Writer: Jeremy Dussolliet, Melanie Martinez, Timothy Sommers
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Mad Hatter
My friends don't walk, they run
Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun
Popping, popping balloons with guns, getting high off helium
We paint white roses red,
Each shade from a different person's head
And scream that there's a killer
Getting drunk with the blue caterpillar
Now I'm peeling the skin off my face
'Cause I really hate being safe
The normal, they make me afraid
The crazy, they make me feel sane
I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,
Craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Oh, off the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
All the best people are crazy, all the best people are
Where is my prescription?
Doctor, doctor please listen
My brain is scattered
You can be Alice,
I'll be the mad hatter.
Now I'm peeling the skin off my face
'Cause I really hate being safe
The normal, they make me afraid
The crazy, they make me feel sane
I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,
Craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Oh, off the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
Oh you think I'm crazy, you think I'm wrong
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
And I think you're crazy, I know you're wrong
That's probably the reason why we get along
I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,
Craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Oh, off the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
All the best people are crazy, all the best people are
All the best people are crazy, all the best people are
Writer: MELANIE MARTINEZ, JEREMY DUSSOLLIET, BRYAN FRYZEL, AARON KLEINSTUB
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Cake
Your skin is warm like an oven, your kiss is sugary sweet
Your fingers feel like cotton when you put your arms around me
I feel like I'm just missing something whenever you leave
You've got all the ingredients except you loving me
And respectfully
I'm not a piece of cake for you to just discard
While you walk away with the frosting of my heart
So I'm taking back what's mine, you'll miss
The slice of heaven that I gave to you last night
You smell just like vanilla, you taste like buttercream
You're filling up my senses with empty calories
I feel like I'm just missing something whenever you leave
You've got all the ingredients except you needing me
So respectfully
I'm not a piece of cake for you to just discard
While you walk away with the frosting of my heart
So I'm taking back what's mine, you'll miss
The slice of heaven that I gave to you last night
If I am just a piece of cake
I am just a piece of cake (cake)
Then, you're just a piece of meat
You're just a piece of meat to me
If I am just a piece of cake
I am just a piece of cake (cake)
Then, you're just a piece of meat
You're just a piece of meat to me
I'm not a piece of cake for you to just discard
While you walk away with the frosting of my heart
So I'm taking back what's mine, you'll miss
The slice of heaven that I gave to you last night
The slice of heaven that I gave
The slice of heaven that I gave to you
Slice of heaven that I gave to you last night
Writer: MELANIE MARTINEZ, CHRISTOPHER J BARAN, KARA DIOGUARDI
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Iricom US Ltd, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.