Gary

Don't name him Gary I knew a Gary in school He tried so hard to be cool But kids can be so cruel When I knew Gary He liked climbing trees But we were a hive of bees We stung him mercilessly Poor little Gary You could see it when we would sting He'd spin on his broken wing Kids say the damndest things When I knew Gary He'd beat on his brother's face Under that old staircase Just to give him a taste Hurt people hurt people I hope you don't hurt anymore I'm hoping you kept your heart open Like a Christmas Eve soup kitchen door Hurt people hurt people I hope you don't hurt anymore I hope you don't I hope you don't hurt anymore Maybe he's married God, it would be such a relief If somebody's giving him love Like we gave him all that grief Yeah, but don't name him Gary I know it's your grandpa's name But kids can be so lame I still feel so ashamed I hope he don't, I hope he don't think I'm the same Hurt people hurt people I hope you don't hurt anymore I'm hoping you kept your heart open Like a Christmas Eve soup kitchen door And maybe sorry for me now is like a cup of cold coffee It's bitter and old and a little too late But I'm trying to make right the shit that we put on your plate Oh, hurt people hurt people I hope you don't hurt anymore Hurt people hurt people I hope you don't hurt anymore Hurt people hurt people I hope you don't hurt anymore Hurt people hurt people I hope you don't hurt anymore Hurt people hurt people I hope you don't hurt anymore Hurt people hurt people I hope you don't hurt I hope you don't hurt anymore