Johnny

Teacher, teacher can't tell me nothing

Only word I learned was dysfunction

Ahh, yeah, ahh

Mom and daddy, you just don't get it

All the kids at school say I'm different

Ahh, yeah, ahh

Johnny's got a loaded .45

Found it in his dad's shoebox

Johnny doesn't want to be alive

But he's gotta make his school stop

He's-

Sick of being bullied, his mother's starting to worry

But she doesn't want to ask him or try to call the authorities

Now he is on the bus, to him it's just another morning

But he doesn't got a book, he's got a gun without a warning

Cindy's got a scholarship to Yale

Wants to be a nurse and spread love

Cindy's moving out before the fall

Only got a week til' school's done

Taking every final of the season, she doesn't mind 'em

She's always nice to the kids that are coming away behind her

She would never hurt a fly or bat an eye, she's way too kind

But then a flash and then a cry and sees Johnny with a rifle

Teacher, teacher can't tell me nothing

Only word I learned was dysfunction

Ahh, yeah, ahh

Mom and daddy, you just don't get it

All the kids at school say I'm different

Ahh, yeah, ahh

Johnny sees Cindy in the hall

Runs to go and get her by the hair

Cindy didn't want to be involved

Johnny says "Stay the fuck here"

Starts to hear sirens and everybody is crying

The police are outside and now Cindy's inside a closet

And she doesn't want to die, she's got a bible in her pocket

But where the fuck is God when the world's getting way too violent?

Eyes. Closed

Praying for her life while the shots, go

Screaming for the cops but they're not, close

She's not writing letters but where's John, Doe

He's right here

Grabs Cindy by her bright white hair

Says to: Be quiet or your life ends here

But the door breaks down and now John gets scared

So he puts the gun to her head

Life ain't fair

Let me tell you about my life quick

I'm the fuckin' shy kid

At the party I'm the kid that never got invited

I'm the one that failed every test, every problem

It's not fucking fair you're in Yale for your college!

Goddamn my mom, can't stand she's drunk

Pop xans, I can't stand feeling numb

Stop moving Cindy! You squeal too much!"

Pop goes the gun, another school shot up

Teacher, teacher can't tell me nothing

Only word I learned was dysfunction

Ahh, yeah, ahh

Mom and daddy, you just don't get it

All the kids at school say I'm different

Ahh, yeah, ahh

Reporting live from high school

We're now learning more about the terrible events that took place

And what can drive someone that seemed like a normal kid

To do something so evil and inhumane

We're asking everyone and anyone that sees warning signs-

To please offer help and love and compassion to those who need it

Together we can make a difference