Mr. Muscle forcing bursting   Stingy thingy into little me, me, me   But just "ripple" said the cripple   As my jaw dropped to the ground   Smile smile      It's true I always wanted love to be    Hurtful   And it's true I always wanted love to be   Filled with pain   And bruises      Yes, so Cripple-Pig was happy   Screamed " I just compeletely love you!   And there's no rhyme or reason   I'm changing like the seasons   Watch! I'll even cut off my finger   It will grow back like a Starfish!   It will grow back like a Starfish!   It will grow back like a Starfish!"      Mr. Muscle, gazing boredly   And he checking time did punch me   And I sighed and bleeded like a windfall   Happy bleedy, happy bruisy      I am very happy   So please hit me   I am very happy   So please hurt me      I am very happy   So please hit me   I am very very happy   So come on hurt me      I'll grow back like a Starfish   I'll grow back like a Starfish   I'll grow back like a Starfish   I'll grow back like a Starfish      I'll grow back like a Starfish   I'll grow back like a Starfish   I'll grow back like a Starfish   I'll grow back like a Starfish   Like a Starfish...