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