Vilified - Even Rude
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I thought you wanted to be my friend
I thought you wanted to be my
When I see your face for real
I stop and try to clear my throat
When I try to talk again
I can't and in a flash you're gone
When I wish upon a star
I get a good, good view
I'm outside in your back yard
Watching everything you do
I'm just a man
That's all I am
But I can take it just like any other can
'Cause I've been down with the criminal minded
Oops rewind it, I gotta go back now
When I was known as the TV kid
Sometimes I hid and looked out my back porch
Never saw nothin' not worth nuttin' up in the old days
It took me a little while to realize the error of my old ways
Clean and narrow is the sparrow that always flies straight
I wanna bring some friends but I don't have it all together yet
And I can't see through this shame, that's what I wanna do
Can't get through the pain, till I'm punking you
But I can take it just like any other can
Yeah
I thought you wanted to be my friend
I thought you wanted to be my
When I see your face for real
I stop and try to clear my throat
When I try to talk again
I can't and in a flash you're gone
When I wish upon a star
I get a good, good view
I'm outside in your back yard
Watching everything you do
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm vilified, I'm vilified
I'm just a man
That's all I am
But I can take it just like any other can
I learned to hate the public, I love it
No one talks to me, like I'm above it, so shove it
Because I was the bandit, el bandito, kinda the fly one
I tried to find a job before this, but I couldn't find one
So I took it upon myself to think and be a changed man
Reaping what I sowed and treating my cancer with a firm hand
Try walking over me now, see if I don't snatch you up and catch you up
In the web that has more bridges than that book you read
And I can't see through this shame, that's what I wanna do
Can't get through the pain, that's why I'm punking you
But I can take it just like any other can
I can see her, punk better grow up
Twisting my mind, you better not show up
In the bushes tomorrow night
The button she pushes, but that shit ain't right
And I can see her, punk better grow up
Twisting my mind, you better not show up
In the bushes tomorrow night
The button she pushes, but that shit ain't right
When I see your face for real
I stop and try to clear my throat
When I try to talk again
I can't and in a flash you're gone
When I wish upon a star
I get a good, good view
I'm outside in your back yard
Watching everything you do
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm vilified, I'm vilified