It's 8 a.m., this [bad word] I'm in,
Seems I've crossed the line again
For being nothing more than who I am,
So break my bones
And throw your stones,
We all know that life ain't fair
But there's more of us,
We're everywhere

We don't have to take this back against the wall,
We don't have to take this, we can end it all.

All you'll ever be is the fading memory of a bully,
Make another joke while they hang another rope,
So lonely,
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt,
Can you hear me?
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die,
You're a bully.

Think it through you can't undo,
Whenever I see black and blue
I feel the past, I share the [bad word] With everyone [bad word] and gone,
My head is clear, my voice is strong,
Now I'm right here to right the wrong

We don't have to take this back against the wall,
We don't have to take this, we can end it all,

All you'll ever be is a faded memory of a bully,
Make another joke while they hang another rope,
So lonely,
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt,
Can you hear me?
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die,
You're a bullyю

It's 8 a.m., the [bad word] I'm in,
Your voice is strong, now right the wrong.

All you'll ever be is a faded memory of a bully,
Make another joke while they hang another rope,
So lonely,
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt,
Can you hear me?
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die,
You're a bully.

All you'll ever be is a faded memory of a bully,
Make another joke while they hang another rope,
So lonely,
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt,
Can you hear me?
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die,
You're a bully.