They say I have horns
And that I hide a tail
That my teeth are sharp
And can bite though flesh
There are many rumors
Surrounding me
That I eat ears for lunch
And hearts for dinner
That I cheat on every test
And get first on every exam
The losers whisper in the corner
Just because they can't do better
The rumors are chained to me
They are the first thing people hear
And the first thing they think
When they see me
I am more then these rumors
But my words get turned
And form into arrows pointed at me