Picking on me
why do they beat me down likw this?
Making fun of me
What did i do to get them so pissed?

oh read me, a bed time story
'cause you know
that i can't count sheep

I cry too
Just like you know you used to
I'm sad
So who you think you're pushing around
well, it's not me, you'll see
I'm sad

Calling me names
Everything from the book now
Bruises on my face
Ugly, shiny, red, black, and blue


I never thought that it would happen to you
I never said you'd get what's comin to you
But all your confrontations wanna take you to the grave now
it makes me wonder if you're feeling so brave now
You meet a lot of people and you talk a lot of shit
you're playing with you're life and never know you're losing it
but i guess for everybody, it goes round and round
ashes to ashes and we all fall down
maybe the next one in line
maybe he'll think a little better
you could've good or badder
but instead you chose the latter
so you turn around a second
feel the steel upon your face
and click, bang
what was you thinkin in the first place?!