freak boy

you're a freak boy

you're a freak boy

you're a freak boy

how could you think i'd love you

you're a toothpick

so pathetic

you make me sick

i barely even know you

i took my turn in your prayer line

i felt something more like a warning

they all saw you secretly looking

now you're here at two in the morning

you're a freak boy

you're a freak boy

you're a freak boy

how could you think i'd love you

you're a magnet

for the pathetic

i can't tell you

how much your face revolts me

in a way you are the worst kind

think you know so much about people

so how come you never saw me

open my church and smell all the people now

you're a freak boy

you're a freak boy

you're a freak boy

how could you think i'd love you

you're a freak boy

you're a freak boy

you're a freak boy

you're a freak boy

you're a freak boy

you're a freak boy

you're a freak boy