Oh right, you really hurt me,
Your words went through me like a knife,
You think I really care,
Boy, you think you're soooo nice.

You're really somethin',
To say all this crap about me,
When you're just finding a way to say stuff about yourself,
Boy, you really got me.

Who cares if you say I'm ugly?
I just may well be,
But boy you better get back
to your dazed reality.

You say I have no friends,
And boy, you're really wrong,
my friends will stick with me,
Long after yours are gone.

You think you can make me cry,
Right now, boy, I'm laughing,
There's something wrong,
Its been all along,
You don't know a thing that's happened.

Go ahead and say all this,
But there really is no use,
There's somethin' not inside of you;
Your body can't produce.

You have no heart,
You have no soul,
Not from what I can see,
But boy you better find it soon,
Its somethin' that you need.

I'll see you in your later years,
When you finally grow up,
I don't wanna talk to you anymore,
Cuz boy, I've had enough.......
 
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