Can't choose your family
That's what they say
But I'm supposed to love them anyway
They're supposed to love me, but just not as much
I'm the blonde sheep, the total ***** up
It's been years since I picked up a needle or straw
But it's true I'm still human, and loaded with flaws
Sorry I can't hide my contempt as well as you
I'm sorry you ever had to learn how to
So let's get on with the ceremony Have your little parade
Might see you again
at the next family charade