It's like it's written in my forehead, they all know it from the start
I just can't get ahead, I have such a weak heart
They give me a hard time because they know they can
I act like I'm fine but it's all part of their plan
My mother tells me I'm too kind
I don't know where to draw the line
Could someone please get me a spine
So I can take what's rightfully mine?
Why do I keep settle for less?
Well, I'm the poster girl for kindness
Why do I clean up this mess?
Well, I'm the poster girl for kindness
I think it's called attitude
The way they talk to me
I wish that they could show some gratitude
For the things I do for free
They probably mean no harm
When they set of the alarm
And come in the middle of the night
So I can go and make things right
My mother tells me I'm too kind
I don't know where to draw the line
Could someone please get me a spine
So I can take what's rightfully mine
Why do I keep settle for less?
Well, I'm the poster girl for kindness
Why do I clean up this mess?
Well, I'm the poster girl for kindness
Well, I'm Cinderella without the ball
And I don't care for a prince at all
I just want the evil sisters off my back
But that ability I lack
Why do I keep settle for less?
Well, I'm the poster girl for kindness
Why do I clean up this mess?
Well, I'm the poster girl for kindness
Why do I keep settle for less
Well, I'm the poster girl for kindness
Why do I clean up this mess
Well, I'm the poster girl for kindness
Well, I'm the poster girl for kindness
Well, I'm the poster girl for kindness

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