| Now I am five, now | |
| I have turned five | |
| I'll be with the big kids at school | |
| No more mom and dad, | |
| I've got to act cool | |
| Not all smiling faces, not all open arms | |
| I didn't know this was your cubby hole, friend | |
| Now I have grown older, now | |
| I've grown colder | |
| I'm here with these assholes at work | |
| No more mister nice guy, now | |
| I'm only that jerk | |
| No smiling faces, not all open arms | |
| Just give me my invoice slip, friend | |
| Not everyone's a friend | |
| Not everyone's a friend | |
| Not everyone | |
| Not everyone is your friend | |
| Not everyone is your friend | |
| Not everyone is your friend | |
| Not everyone's a friend | |
| Not everyone's a friend | |
| Not everyone | |
| Not everyone is your friend | |
| Not everyone is your friend |