Once more.
You're hiding behind clothes.
Cause that'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.
Pathatic.
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 wanna talk.
With her or want to see.
Because he 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.
Pathatic.
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.

You think you're a god.
And that's all you want to know.
Being beautiful and smart.
'Cause that's the way to go.

You cry cause you're alone.
No one will ever see.
You think you are number one.
Believe me you are not.

No you're not!

You're stupid.
And I could cry for you.
Pathatic.
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.

But now.
I know you'll never see.
And never understand.
'Cause that's your little world.
Born like.
And grow up like it to.
Is that the way it goes?
And I don't give a damn.

You're stupid.
And I could cry for you.
Pathatic.
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.
That you're standing in her sun.