He was a brat,
the school hated him,
can I call him anymore of a fag?

He was so dumb,
so he made up tales,
what more can I insult.

His friends hated him,
he'd never tell,
secretly he hated them as well.
And all of his friends,
they stuck up their finger,
they had a problem with his crappy mood,

He was a liar boy,
His friends said see ya later boy,
he wasn't good enough for them,
he had an ugly face,
and his head was up in space,
he needed to come back down to earth.

Nine years from now,
he's a hobo,
looking for money,
he's all alone.
Looks at his life,
guess what he sees,
he is liar in his bad dreams.
He wants to make friends,
and they all refuse,
and they all have a good excuse.
He can't tag along,
he stands in the streets,
looking at his enemies while they leave.

He was a liar boy,
his friends said see ya later boy,
he wasn't good enough for them,
now he's a hobo yet,
trying to win a bet,
does his ugly face tell what you're worth?

He was a liar boy,
his friends said see ya later boy,
he wasn't good enough for them,
now he's a hobo yet,
trying to win a bet,
does his ugly face tell what you're worth?

Sorry boy but ya should've acted nice,
that's bad luck cuz he's yours now,
we are more than worst enemies,
this is how the story ends.
It's good that you can't see,
see the hobo that fag could be.
There are no more that meets that lie,
I see no soul that is inside.

He's just a brat,
the whole world hates him,
can I call him anymore of a fag?
He hates the Earth,
haven't you heard,
how he wants to kill the world.

I'm not with the liar boy,
I said see you later boy,
he suffers much under the snow.
He'll be on the streets that hobo,
thinking about a laser show,
about that brat he used to know.

I'm not with the liar boy,
I said see you later boy,
he suffers much under the snow,
He'll be on the streets that hobo,
thinking about a laser show,
about that brat he used to know.