Mr. Muscle forcing bursting,
Stingy thingy into little me, me, me.
But just "ripple" said the cripple,
As my jaw dropped to the ground.
Smile smile.

It's true I always wanted love to be,
Hurtful.
And it's true I always wanted love to be,
Filled with pain-
And bruises.

Yes, so Cripple-Pig was happy,
Screamed " I just compeletely love you!
And there's no rhyme or reason.
I'm changing like the seasons.
Watch! I'll even cut off my finger.
It will grow back like a Starfish!

Mr. Muscle, gazing boredly,
And he checking time did punch me.
And I sighed and bleeded like a windfall.
Happy bleedy, happy bruisy.

I am very happy,
So please hit me.
I am very happy,
So please hurt me.

I am very happy,
So please hit me.
I am very very happy,
So come on hurt me.

I'll grow back like a Starfish
Like a Starfish...

-Antony and the Johnsons.