Homecoming

It's been at least ten years and I'm still holding a grudge against you. The bruises and the cuts that you left on my body have stuck like glue. I don't even know if you've grown up or learned about empathy. The last time I saw you told me that you would "never stop hating" me. So thanks for the punches of encouragement. I've turned my woe into sing alongs. Tell all your buddies that I'm over it. I've turned my woes into sing alongs. Well, I could name names but I won't, because that's something you would do. You singled me out, and then you ruffled me up. Was it fun for you? Well, it wasn't so much fun not being able to go out and do the things that I wanted to do. I smashed your teeth out with a pipe when we were eight. I used to feel sorry, but now it feels great. So thanks for the years of endless bullying. I've turned my woes into sing alongs. Tell all your buddies that I'm over it. I've turned my woes into sing alongs. So thanks for the punches of encouragement. I've turned my woe into sing alongs. Tell all your buddies that I'm over it. I've turned my woes into sing alongs. So thanks for the years of endless bullying. I've turned my woes into sing alongs. Tell all your buddies that I'm over it. I've turned my woes into sing alongs. How many of your dreams have come true? I've turned my dreams into sing alongs. Tell all your buddies that I'm over it. I've turned my woes into sing alongs.