Instant Martya - MIKA

She’s an instant martyr

A drama queen

She gets up like a star

Cries like she used to

Walking around with this air of a queen

She doesn’t know what she wants

Knows how to use you

Oh — where are the stars up in the sky

Isn’t there hope for you and I, my darling?

I am so intolerably blue

At the thought of leaving you, my darling

Honey pie — oooh

It’s in her eyes, sugar

Goona get you down — oooh

It’s no surprise, lover

Come around

She’s the cream of the crop

She’s the cropper of the cream

She’s the time of your life

One in a million

Walking around with this air of a queen

She doesn’t know what she wants

Knows how to use you now!

Where are the stars up in the sky

When you need them, when you need them?

I am so intolerably blue

Just at the thought of leaving you, my darling

Sugar pie — oooh

It’s in her eyes, sugar

Gonna get you down — oooh

It’s no suprise, lover

When you come around — oooh

She’s staring at you, sugar

Gonna get you down — oooh

She’s looking so cruel, lover

When you’re coming 'round

Here comes the sun, little darling

Here comes the sun

Here comes the sun, little darling

And here comes the sun