I was undisturbed, hiding
In the corner with only a notebook
And pencil I knew that I was
There, in the center of everything

Even though I know that he's not
Right But he is He's different
Like me

I've been
Kicked around, rolled around
Beat up, fucked up
I've been bullied
Can't you see that?

The very next day sittin' on my
Front porch, I see those eyes and
I smile Even though I know it's nothing
Good Oh boy, your everything to me

You make me so happy Epically when;

I've been
Kicked around, rolled around
Beat up, fucked up
I've been bullied
Can't you see that?

I guess that I should give up right?
Since everything you do is
Perfect

I've been
Kicked around (kicked around)
Rolled about; (rolled around)
Beat up, fucked up
Oh can't you see?