Kicking The Boy (When He's Down)

Not looking for trouble. Not looking for pain. Just want something to make me feel good again. No, I don’t want you to put me on a pedestal, but you talk to me like I’m a little baby, yeh, some kinda fool, well…

I think you’ve said enough. I think it’s time for you to stop your motormouth from rubbing salt in to the wound. I think you’ve said enough. I think it’s time I wasn’t around. Thank you for your help, thank you for kicking the boy when he’s down.

I don’t have an ego you can deflate. I said goodbye to confidence when you started to dictate. You just sit there and remind me of the mess I’m in, and you just can’t see that a boy like me needs encouraging, well…

I think you’ve said enough. I think it’s time for you to stop your motormouth from rubbing salt in to the wound. I think you’ve said enough. I think it’s time I wasn’t around. Thank you for your help, thank you for kicking the boy when he’s down.

Yeh, you make me feel like I’m a big disgrace to the human race. I’m just a big mistake. I’m just a waste of space. Without the quality or the ability to achieve or do what I’m entitled to. You hold my past against me. My fallibility. My vulnerability and my inferiority but now I’m strong! Now I’m pure! Now I know! Yeh, I’m sure! I can do anything now. I can do anything well. I can do anything now. I can do anything well. Yeh! Yeh! Yeh! Yeh! But on paper it don’t look TOO swell and you’re not listening to me anyhow…

I think you’ve said enough. I think it’s time for you to stop your motormouth from rubbing salt in to the wound. I think you’ve said enough. I think it’s time I wasn’t around. Thank you for your help, thank you for kicking the boy when he’s down.