Moving in for an attack Guiding the knife into my back Watching the rain dry up All alone Nobody notices change Sitting inside in the social game People have violent hearts Made of stone Everyone's nice, it don't feel right, can't you see that It's a fairy tale Nobody sees you, believes you, or needs you You're a picture, rotten fixture, you're annoying Its a parking ticket Nobody likes you, can stand you, or needs you Want to land on the moon Making no plans to return so soon The life of a lonely boy Out of reach Nothing here left to fulfil The people surrounding are just so ill Body and soul destroyed Obsolete Asking them why it's your fault In the mind you go Trying over Everyone's nice, it don't feel right, can't you see that It's a fairy tale Nobody sees you, believes you, or needs you You're a picture, rotten fixture, you're annoying It's a parking ticket Nobody likes you, can stand you, or needs you Everyone's nice, it don't feel right, can't you see that It's a fairy tale Nobody sees you, believes you, or needs you You're a picture, rotten fixture, you're annoying It's a parking ticket Nobody likes you, can stand you Asking them why it's your fault In the mind you go Trying over