Lyrics

Just my luck, today's the day Man, that hurt It's worth the pain There's a new queen in this house She's plastered up Behold the sight, just look up Fluorescent light Have I gone to heaven or to Hospital, I'm dreamin' of the hospital I'm dreamin' of Mom and Dad Look at me like they did back when I'm born again Daddy's girl and Mama's princess Sister Jen She doesn't exist 'til when I need something She'll bring me ice creams 'cause I'm in Hospital, I'm dreamin' of the hospital I'm dreamin' of The date with the doctor is a golden ticket I want your attention, now I'm gonna get it, uh huh, oh nah And now, come on, you cunt, come, come on and hit me There's no kind of attention that a black eye wouldn't get me, uh nuh-huh, oh nah And there's nothing like a broken arm to win your love There's nothing like a fresh abrasion to win your love, oh nah You can work on your bedside manner And you can kiss it 'til it feels better And there's nothing like a broken arm to win your love Oh-oh-oh, my old friends I'm voting you out or in You envy me I walk the red carpet to my cast signin' A crayon or a marker pen And all of the It girls ask me what it's like in Hospital, I'm dreamin' of the hospital I'm dreamin' of the hospital It's dreamy, and The date with the doctor is a golden ticket I want your attention, now I'm gonna get it, uh huh, oh nah And now, come on, you cunt, come, come on and hit me There's no kind of attention that a black eye wouldn't get me, uh nuh-huh, oh nah And there's nothing like a broken arm to win your love There's nothing like a fresh abrasion to win your love, oh nah You can work on your bedside manner And you can kiss it 'til it feels better And there's nothing like a broken arm to win your love I got five weeks, 41 days, 1000 glorious hours, ooh-ooh-ooh To wave my arm and get what I want with my newfound powers, ooh-ooh-ooh But this is not a fairytale with a happy ending, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh When the clock strikes twelve, will I ever find your love again? There's nothing like a broken arm to win your love There's nothing like a fresh abrasion to win your love, oh nah You can work on your bedside manner And you can make me feel like I matter And there's nothing like a broken arm to win your love Ah na, na-na-na-na-na, ah na-na Ah na, na-na-na-na-na, ah na-na-na To win your love To win your love To win your love To win your love
Writer(s): Jesca Hoop Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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