I'm the little boy with glasses
the one they call a geek
a little girl who never smiles
cause i have braces on my teeth
and i know how it feels to cry myself to sleep
i'm that kid on every playgroung
that is always choosen last
a single teenage mother
tryin' to overcome my past
you dont have to be my friend
but is it too much to ask

don't laugh at me
don't call me names
don't get your pleasure from my pain
in gods eyes we're all the same
someday we'll all have perfect wings
don't laugh at me

I'm the cripple on the corner
you've passed me on the street
and i wouldn't be out here beggin'
if i had enough to eat
and don't think i don't notice
that our eyes never meet
i lost my wife and little boy when
someone crossed that yellow line
the day we laid them in the grounf
is the day i lost my mind
and right now I'm down to holdin'
this little cardboard sign...so

don't laugh at me
don't call me names
don't get your pleasure from my pain
in gods eyes we're all the same
someday we'll all have perfect wings
don't laugh at me

I'm fat, I'm then, I'm short, I'm tall
I'm deaf, I'm blind, hey, aren't we all

don't laugh at me
don't call me names
don't get your pleasure from my pain
in gods eyes we're all the same
someday we'll all have perfect wings
don't laugh at me