Betty Crocker, Sara Lee

Guess I'm human after all I die a day at a time Like everybody else But somehow it's a crime I don't know how it got this bad It doesn't fit Seven-level speedrun I'm not really having fun I think I want a refund We do it all the time We listen, we fix Try to make it right Be good, be soft, be thin My mother and her mother taught me how to lie But I just cannot keep it all inside I've been looking for Sara Lee She don't sound like you She don't look like me Betty Crocker's cooked up a crock of sweet and spice I've been dreaming of Sara Lee Each combination tested so carefully Bleeding out for ribbons and trophy wives and I Oh I'm the one holding the knife I'm the one holding the knife Guess I'm ruined after all I let somebody in One too many times and all that's left is sin But after all my only talent was to shine So what was I supposed to do A working girl won't work for you I've been looking for Sara Lee She don't sound like you She don't look like me Betty Crocker's cooked up a crock of sweet and spice I've been dreaming of Sara Lee Each combination tested so carefully Bleeding out for ribbons and trophy wives and I I'm the one who's holding the knife I'm the one holding the knife Slices of life divided I'd ask for help to fight it But I know the call would just be coming from inside it I was looking for Sara Lee She don't sound like you She don't look like me Betty Crocker's cooked up a crock of sweet and spice She don't look like me Yeah I was dreaming of Sara Lee Each combination tested so carefully It's time to cut the ribbons around my ribs and I I'm the one holding the knife We're the ones holding the knife Cut the ribbons Cut the ribbons