| 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 | |
| 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 | |
| I) | |
| You think you're number one believe me you are not | |
| No you're not | |
| 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 | |
| But now I know you'll never see | |
| And never understand 'cause that's your little world | |
| Born like, and grow up like it too 'cause that's the way it goes | |
| And I don't give a damn | |
| 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 | |
| That you're standing in her sun |