Once more you are hiding behind clothes 'cause it's all that you have got all that you can see You talk about other people's shit so you won't see your own Get your luck for free
You're stupid and i could cry for you Pathetic a boring little thing But worse, hey, i'd really like to say That you're standing in her sun That you're standing in her sun
Why not why don't you want to talk With her or want to see because she won't fit in You think that you're all that tough but i don't believe You're really all that much, yeah
You're stupid and i could cry for you Pathetic a boring little thing But worse, hey, i'd really like to say That you're standing in her sun