Don't laugh at me it's making me cry
I know I shouldn't care about it but it hurts me inside
Don't laugh at me it's making me cry
I know I shouldn't care about it (bout it, bout it...)

Everyday in school was a war
Judged
And hature was a law
From the benches to trenches to the corridors
First year I ran the gauntlet
Second year you're the one we taunted
Third year they laughed and pointed
And they never said none but I swear I wanted

Don't laugh at me it's making me cry
I know I shouldn't care about it but it hurts me inside
Don't laugh at me it's making me cry
I know I shouldn't care about it but it hurts me inside

I found so many answers but I still have some questions
My feet are feelin tired but my legs they are restless
I'm eatin and I'm chewin but I just can't digest it
I'm playin round with things I know I just shouldn't mess with
Situations gettin thin still I keep stretchin out
In hopes of one day landin in some place
Where I can pump my hat and I can deal with the money
I hit so many bumps my shockobsorbers they must be enormous
Every chance I get I floor it
Still I'm movin like?
Shit is gettin too retarded
Harder to breath, I know it's gonna work out
But maybe I'm just beeing naive