Who are you to judge me?
I just want to be set free...

What am I so afraid of?
Why do I even care...

There was a boy named Walker
Everyone thought he was a stalker...

There once was a boy who could count
But was ugly and liked to pout...

She was a large framed woman
Her dress was a tent...

Boys
there all the same...

I wipe my tears from my eyes
and give it one more try...

Sitting alone at 2AM
Thinking of the day ahead...

One day while huntin possum
just past the trailer park...