Melanie Martinez — Sippy Cup

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Blood still stains
When the sheets are washed
Sex don’t sleep when
The lights are off
Kids are still depressed
When you dress them up
And syrup is still
Syrup in a sippy cup

He’s still dead when
You’re done with the bottle
Of course it’s a corpse
That you keep in the cradle
Kids are still depressed
When you dress them up
Syrup is still syrup
In a sippy cup

Blood money, blood money
How did you afford this ring
That I love, honey?
«Just another shift
At the drug company»,
He doesn’t think
I’m that fucking dumb does he?
It doesn’t matter what
You pull up to your home
We know what goes on inside
You call that ass your own,
We call that silicone
Silly girl… we silly, boys

Blood still stains
When the sheets are washed
Sex don’t sleep
When the lights are off
Kids are still depressed
When you dress them up
And syrup is still
Syrup in a sippy cup

He’s still dead when
You’re done with the bottle
Of course it’s a corpse
That you keep in the cradle
Kids are still depressed
When you dress them up
Syrup is still
Syrup in a sippy cup

Sippy cup, s-s-sippy cup,
In a sippy cup, sut sippy cup
In a sippy cup, in a sippy cup,
In a sippy cup, in a sippy cup

Pill diet, pill diet,
If they give you
A new pill then you will buy it
If they say to kill yourself,
Then you will try it
All the makeup in the world,
Won’t make you less insecure
You got weights in your pockets,
When you go to the doctor’s
Your favorite candy’s cotton,
That’s why all your teeth are rotten
Silly girl… we silly, boys

Blood still stains
When the sheets are washed
Sex don’t sleep
When the lights are off
Kids are still depressed
When you dress them up
And syrup is still
Syrup in a sippy cup

He’s still dead
When you’re done with the bottle
Of course it’s a corpse
That you keep in the cradle
Kids are still depressed
When you dress them up
Syrup is still
Syrup in a sippy cup

Sippy cup, s-s-sippy cup,
In a sippy cup, sut sippy cup
In a sippy cup, in a sippy cup,
In a sippy cup, in a sippy cup

Blood still stains
When the sheets are washed
Sex don’t sleep
When the lights are off
Kids are still depressed
When you dress them up
And syrup is still
Syrup in a sippy cup