Cheer up child, the world don't owe you a thing Who bought you that ring? Cheer up child, the ghouls and snipers don't care There's nobody there One of these days you might notice The patch on my head, I'm already dead See the man that you married for money Can't breathe, he's almost dead How do you make it down the streets City burns like a fire beneath your feet Cheer up child, your world’s not tearing apart Though you broke its heart Many people would give an arm and a limb To live where you live It's not your fault, we don’t blame you We blame the world you were born into Happy day of birth, no matter where on Earth Your feet have taken you today Did you hear me say That I love something about you But I don’t know what it is Something that I must find for you have Truly built your fort Do you see beneath the canopy from your top floor? Well, a lady introduced to me by my best friend We connected through the cans on head Even though I fear she might be quite dead She's sad an sang the tale of youth 'Cause children don't know the meaning of truth How do you make it down the street Feel removed from everyone you meet