[Verse 1]

I walk around, walk around every day

I talk to people always knowing knowing what to say

Interrupting, intervening, say, "I know the answer"

All the while knowing everybody else was there first

[Chorus]

Little baby, stupid little baby

Don't listen to me, always talking shit

Little baby, crying little lady

Knowing it's bad and doing it anyway

[Verse 2]

I drive my car around refusing to listen to music

I find myself again knowing that I am bound to lose it

I buy the stuff and do the things so that I can feel good

Does it work 'cause it works, or just because I think it should?

[Chorus]

Little baby, stupid little baby

Don't be on me, I always fucking miss

Little baby, crying little lady

"God, she's such a martyr," no, I'm just a masochist