| That's the way that it is | |
| I live under a bell-shaped curve for being average | |
| I know you have been wanting to mention | |
| I treat myself because I'm dying for attention | |
| Then I take a sword in my hand and climb up a mountain | |
| And call the names of the people I know who will rock me in the end | |
| Lie rest assured you'll have your own, reverberate the walls | |
| Lie rest assured you'll have your own, reverberate the halls | |
| That's the way that it goes | |
| I climbed so bloody high I couldn't stop my bleeding nose | |
| I treat myself and it feels good so I treat more | |
| And when I spin, touching you is less of a chore | |
| And then I take a sword in my hand and climb up a mountain | |
| And call the names of the people I know who will rock me in the end | |
| Lie rest assured you'll have your own, reverberate the walls | |
| Lie rest assured you'll have your own, reverberate the halls | |
| Let the bells ring | |
| Let the bells ring | |
| Let the bells ring | |
| Let the bells ring | |
| Let the bells ring | |
| Let the bells ring |