Here we go again   Same old argument   You're callin' me Miss Pollyanne   You see the world as cruel   And being mad is cool   You think that I don't give a damn      You don't have to shout to be heard   Who said, "Dark is deep"   You'd rather flip the bird   I'd rather show you signs of peace   Love ain't a dying art as far as I can see   Yeah, oh, sentimental me      Fist up in the air   Mine used to be up there   You only give yourself away   So paint your roses black and blue   Use the fuck word I can too   When I have nothing else to say      You don't have to shout to be heard   Who said, "Dark is deep"   You'd rather flip the bird   I'd rather show you signs of peace   Love ain't a dying art as far as I can see   Yeah, oh, sentimental me   Yeah, sentimental me, yeah      You don't have to shout to be heard   Who said, "Dark is deep"   You'd rather flip the bird   I'd rather show you signs of peace   Love ain't a dying art as far as I can see   Yeah, oh, sentimental me   Yeah, sentimental me   Yeah, sentimental      Here we go again   We may never change   So you can call me Pollyanne