Jimmy

Jimmy is a boy But he's seen it like a man He has a heavy thought That he doesn't understand He needs to fix this feeling Just as fast as he can But its easier to use a tool Than swinging your hand Sick little Jimmy Hear his cry Little Jimmy sang them Their last lullaby He doesn't understand He just didn't know why Know he's a martyr And his face stands for Sickly pride Sick little Jimmy Do you understand Sick little Jimmy Do you understand Sick little Jimmy Do you understand No one taught Jimmy To be like a man The state wouldn't let the school Teach him what they can He had a sweet girl Had his whole life planned, now Jimmy thinks his thought in a Big tin can Sick little Jimmy Hear his cry Little Jimmy sang them Their last lullaby He doesn't understand He just didn't know why Know he's a martyr And his face stands for Sickly pride Sick little Jimmy Do you understand Sick little Jimmy Do you understand Sick little Jimmy Do you understand Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy (yeah, yeah) Jimmy Come on Jimmy! (Jimmy) Come on Give it to me! (Jimmy) I want it, Give it Come on Jimmy! (Jimmy) (Jimmy) (Jimmy) (Jimmy)