I know what they say She's never quite there Maybe it's the blonde hair Always falling down the stairs La, la, la La, la, la La, la, la Ooh, ooh Maybe I escape Into a better place They're so quick to judge I may not live inside their reality But I've got him, and he's got me Ooh, ooh La, la, la La, la, la Now tell me what's making you sad Now tell me what's making you sad