Sixteen, on the honor roll
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I wish that I was dead
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Parents hate me, I got zits
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And bruises 'round my head
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Pressure's on to get good grades
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So I can be like them
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Do my homework all the time
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I can't go out just then
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People they ain't friends at all
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They tease and suck me dry
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Yell at me when I fuck up
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And party while I cry
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I look so big on paper
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I feel so fucking small
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Wanna die and you don't care
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Just stride on down the hall
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Suicide suicide
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Read the paper, wonder why
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Turn the light out, then you cry
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It's your fault, you made me die
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Touch me won't you touch me now
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So frozen I can't love
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When I was born my mama cried
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And picked me up with gloves
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Girls, they kick me in the eye
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Want answers to the tests
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When they get them they drive off
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And leave me home to rest
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Hold my head
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Make me warm
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Tell me I am loved
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Give me hope
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Let me cry
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Make me feel
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Give me touch
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The window's broken bleeding screaming
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Lying in the hall
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I'm gone no one remembers me
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A picture on the wall
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"He was such a bright boy
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The future in his hands:"
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-Or a spineless human pinball
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Shot around by your demands
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Suicide suicide
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Goin' to sleep and when I die
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You'll look up and realize
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Then look down and wipe your eyes
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Then go back to your stupid lives
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Aw shit
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Straight A's
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Dead Kennedys |