They say "You're stupid, you're
They say "You're stupid, you're fat, you're ugly, you're a whore"....don't they know that makes my heart painfully sore?
It hurts to know they don't give me a chance...I can't laugh, or dance, or find a romance.
They say these words because they think it's funny. They don't even care that it leaves me running.
Running for a life, a life of no fear. Running to a place far away from here.
They don't care...if they did they would show. But instead they tell me I'm a hoe.
I know what's wrong with me, I'm a little bit rough. I have tears and edges that make me seem gruff.
All if ever wanted in my life was a friend, someone who wouldn't leave me, and backwards they would bend.
I'll never feel that happy, that painless, that free. Instead I'll forever hold a grudge deep inside of me.
A grudge of fear, of anger, and of hurt. A grudge of that girl who kicked me to the dirt.
She never cared, so why should I? Sometimes I feel I can't do anything but cry.
"Ouch!" I say. "Stay away!" Ha. I should've knew that it'd leave me looking like a stray.
I'm a dog. I'm a mutt. I'm just a stupid slut.
Call me what you want, but I am done being stuck.
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