1. Shutting the world out is a sacred art Open only to the strong at heart Holding em off with a fake *** smile A guess at your thoughts is off by a mile
2. While like every other art its got its flaws You're guaranteed protection from gaping jaws Of 'friends' hell bent on making you lose Your focus and leave you wiping their shoes
3. So while you bravely try to guard your heart In a box of fake smiles and weak 'I'm fines' You'll find it grows cold like a box of ice And leaves you spewing words that pierce like a dart.
I'm right behind you Riding a bull No really, I'm right beside you On the stool I caught an infection At the pool I went and spread it At the school I'm waiting outside At your door I'm lying inside On your floor Now I've got you smiling Not for long In a minute you'll be laughing Like you've been stung With a laughter potion By Dr. Who I'll have you laughing so hard You'll need a day at the loo Have a great day Dont be April fooled I'll be thinking of you Until noon.