People Like You

Questions without any answers

Too young to understand it

The world isn’t for people like you

Standard case of empty-handed

So let the children have it

And send them off to black eye show and tell

Hands are sweating in your trousers

Staring at the ground while they're looking at the holes in your shoes

Cancer, domestic disaster

You learned to put your hands up

Because it was what you were taught to do

I wanna be like everyone else

Be anyone but myself

Life is easy when you're beautiful

Life's not fair but it's nearly over

Dyings cheaper than growing older

If I can't be you, then fuck you

Life is empty with your pocket full

Life's not fair but it's nearly over

Dyings cheaper than growing older

Oh that's what they tell you, fuck you

Left you, waving in the rearview

Standing by the door

To the sound of “he can’t hurt you anymore”

Fast food, wrapped in black and white news

Eaten on the floor

In a rented three-bedroom for four

I wanna live like everyone else

Be anyone but myself

With smiling faces in family portraits

By the trophies on my shelf

I wanna live like everyone else

Be anyone but myself

Life is easy when you're beautiful

Life's not fair but it's nearly over

Dyings cheaper than growing older

If I can't be you, then fuck you

Life is empty with your pocket full

Life's not fair but it's nearly over

Dyings cheaper than growing older

Oh that's what they tell you, fuck you

Life's not fair but it's nearly over

Dyings cheaper than growing older

Life's not fair but it's nearly over

Dyings cheaper than growing older

Life is easy when you're beautiful

Life's not fair but it's nearly over

Dyings cheaper than growing older

If I can't be you, then fuck you

Life is empty with your pocket full

Life's not fair but it's nearly over

Dyings cheaper than growing older

Oh that's what they tell you, fuck you