"Ballerina" lyrics

I wake up at four am these days, I've got a lot on my mind
Like what's the point of a body if I'll never be a ballerina

I'll never have any fun if all I do is sit and whine
Bout everything she's got, she's not me so it's a waste of time
She's not me, so it's a waste of time

Everyone's in a bed of roses singing ha ha ha ha ha ha-a
Every day I get a little closer to the ha ha ha, ha ha ha

I'm just like a baby, I need someone there to tell me no
Don't put that ego in your mouth, you're gonna choke

Everyone's in a bed of roses singing ha ha ha ha ha ha-a
Every day I get a little closer to the ha ha ha, ha ha ha
Everyone's in a bed of roses singing ha ha ha ha ha ha-a
Every day I get a little closer to the ha ha ha, ha ha ha

Pretty people party proudly, posing posting perfect peers
Talking walking how about we talk about our perfect years
Shelley Sheeple shouting loudly I have had enough in here
Do I want to be a perfect party person filled with tears

Spinning in the center of the room, there's a quiet kind of ticking of the clocks
Sticking to the heart of the matter, there's a shatter of the mirror in the music box

Everyone's in a bed of roses singing ha ha ha ha ha ha-a
Every day I get a little closer to the ha ha ha, ha ha ha
Ha ha ha, ha ha ha...