Do you remember when you were younger
And didn't quite fit in with the rest of the kids and
Staying home on a fiday night alone.
They called you an outcast
They called you a dumb-ass
And when they picked teams You were always picked last
But now that we're grown up..
KISS MY ASS!
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It's you I don't like
Next time I'll do what's right!
Knock me down, push me around Ill get back up and fight.(X2)

You come home with tears in your eyes
And your fears
But take off your disguise and we'll show what we're made of
We'll prove that we won't take their shit and
We'll show that we're better when bloodied and battered
Are morals aren't severed,
But we're getting madder
We'll get back up and say!
It's you I don't like
Next time I'll do what's right!
Knock me down, push me around Ill get back up and fight.(X4)