You've got a cancer in your heart
It's not contagious and yet it's serious
No, it's not fatal and it's not shameful
It's just painful to write it down
The colours of the new carousel
Are pink and green
If there's a tugging on your muscle
Then you're just breathing too loud
You're planning your d**h
Like tomorrow won't come
Your mistake is thinking you have won
But you can't see if the ending's
Been spoilt by repetition of events
Don't worry, now you know what to expect
You're crying 'cause it's all the same
But you don't like the people in your life to change
But they always do