Once more you are hiding behind clothes
âcause itâs all that you have got all that you can see
You talk about other peopleâs shit so you wonât see your own
Get your luck for free
Youâre stupid and I could cry for you
Pathetic a boring little thing
But worse, hey, Iâd really like to say
That youâre standing in her sun
That youâre standing in her sun
Why not why donât you want to talk
With her or want to see because she wonât fit in
You think that youâre all that tough but I donât believe
Youâre really all that much, yeah
Youâre stupid and I could cry for you
Pathetic a boring little thing
But worse, hey, Iâd really like to say
That youâre standing in her sun
That youâre standing in her sun
You think youâre a God and thatâs all you want to know
Being beautiful and smart âcause thatâs the way to go
You cry âcause youâre alone no one will ever see
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You think youâre number one believe me you are not
No youâre not
Youâre stupid and I could cry for you
Pathetic a boring little thing
But worse, hey, Iâd really like to say
That youâre standing in her sun
That youâre standing in her sun
But now I know youâll never see
And never understand âcause thatâs your little world
Born like, and grow up like it too âcause thatâs the way it goes
And I donât give a damn
Youâre stupid and I could cry for you
Pathetic a boring little thing
But worse, hey, Iâd really like to say
That youâre standing in her sun
That youâre standing in her sun
That youâre standing in her sun