Hey mom, hey dad! Where's your kid

She's studying in the library like she said

She did, she always wore a pretty smile

Sitting in the classroom without denial

Do you remember telling her what to do

What you told her she would always do

Blushing, hiding from the truth

I know I should have told you about her



But now It's too late what will you do

Your daughter's fat. disgusting too

She has twelve kids, there's something even better

Every time the drinks get better



You swore that you had her life planned

Go to college understand

Well, miss candy prom queen won't use her hands

I know I should have told you about her



At HIGHSCHOOL she was like a saint

Like pre-school children and finger-paints

Blushing, hiding, feeling shame

I know the story ends the same



At the parties she would say

I wish I never felt this way

If I could start my life again

I wouldn't be a closet monster