Compliment Me, Baby

You can walk all over me
You can stand and stare
I still want my fingers in your hair

You can tell your brother that
I don't treat you right
You can wish me demons through the night

And, oh, compliment me, baby
And, oh, compliment me, whoa

You can give my drawings back
Say they make you sad
You can run, going to tell your dad

And, oh, compliment me, baby
And, oh, compliment me, whoa

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