| Lyrics: | You're so swell. And I can tell you love me, amazingly, and I love you as well. Day by day, come
what may, you don't hesitate to exaggerate, and say that it's okay. Everybody else is trying to push
me around. Kicking me and picking on me, running me down. Knocking off my glasses and stomping them
into the ground. When they've been doing it again, I've got to thank you for not being one of them.
Thank you for not being one of them. As it stands, there's still a chance you'll hear me calling as
I'm crawling from the garbage cans. The kids are having fun, proud of what they've done. Later that
night, we hold each other tight and plot their destruction. Hey hey faggot, hey cry baby cry. I hate
them all and I want them to die. You whisper to me sweet techniques we could murder them by. When
they've been doing it again, I've got to thank you for never joining in. Thank you for not being one
of them. Thank you for not being one of them. Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh. |
