Black Cheers On Your Own
You don't feel good at all
Made to feel weak and small
On your own, happy just to be alone
Well, at least you've still got your health
And if you don't, keep it to yourself
'Cause I'm sick, I'm sick of being sick and tired
So once again
You got no friends
And you're gonna have to deal with this on your own
As much as you whistle, you'll get no attention from me
I get it, I get it, you're not who you wanted to be
I've got some news, that's not pen you're writing with, it's crayon
Your mouth is moving but I can't hear a word you're saying
Your mouth is moving but I can't hear a word you're saying
Your mouth is moving but I can't hear a word you're saying
So once again
You got no friends
And you're gonna have to deal with this on your own
On your own
So once again (So once again)
You got no friends (You got no friends)
And you're gonna have to deal with this on your own
On your own
On your own
On your own
