The first time I was in a fight In eighth grade I held hands with Brittany Normand at the mall And her boyfriend didn't like that very much No, her boyfriend didn't like me much at all And he told me I was a faggot And he told me I should meet him at the park at 3 o'clock And I heard from some friends That he'd gathered up some friends And they were gonna fuck me up Well I don't know if it's true 'Cause I never showed up ♪ The next day, my friend Logan Silverlake Found me at the park behind the street Where I walked home And we talked and he seemed a little off But I never thought he would punch me in the face and stomach Knocked me to the ground 'till My blood mixed with my tears Then just turned around and ran Well I remember when I was a child I felt safe If someone tried to hurt me Well at least I could escape The fight's not in my nature But running suits me fine I'll survive and the dead can have their pride I'll survive and the dead can have their pride