There's so many of us and we're standing in a line
And we're up against a brick wall and I'm waiting for my turn
And a skip and a hop and a jump and a twist
I'm waiting for you to let me go
But I can't go, no you won't let me have my go
And you spit on my new pair of shoes, it was a pair of kickers
And I scream and I scream and I scream but nobody listens
And it's not that the sound won't come out
But they point their fingers at me
See, they don't like it when I'm red faced and angry
Well how come they're in charge? How come they get to say no?
Even though it's my skipping rope
And I scream and I scream and I scream but nobody listens
And it's not that the sound won't come out but they make the decisions

Say there's no use crying, tell me not to worry
Why would you tell me not to be upset?
They grow taller and taller
And I get smaller and smaller
Why would you tell me something like that?

Don't cry over spilt milk
Don't cry over spilt milk

And I want to eat some cake, it's so small and delicious
But they think that they made the cake
And they say that they made the milk
Well they didn't
No
And they're trying to get me to do what they think I should do with the milk that I made

Well how come they're in charge?
How come they get to say no?
Even though it's my skipping rope
And I scream and I scream and I scream but nobody listens
And it's not that the sound won't come out but they make the decisions

Say there's no use crying, tell me not to worry
Why would you tell me not to be upset?
They grow taller and taller
And I go smaller and smaller
Why would you tell me something like that?

Don't cry over spilt milk
Don't cry over spilt milk
Don't cry over spilt milk
Don't cry over spilt milk