Mood rings never worked on me
They were never purple or green
Aqua, orchid, teal, or pink
No
A dark horse a double minority
Children always love to tease
Get your tickets here it’s free
Yea
Back at school they all hated me
They love fuchsia, orange, bright pink
Yellow, red, blue-but not me
No
And all the kids sing along
It’s the sad boy
The no dad boy
Just a bad boy
Picking flowers during baseball
It’s the fag boy
Always mad boy
Just a sad boy
No violet boy gotta play it safe
Never lavender, just gray
So they can never hear me pray
Hey
Clouds high it’s beginning to rain
Rain can always take it away
Rain rain please don’t go away
Aye
Soaked laying on the windowpane
Couldn’t tell momma the shame
I can’t tell my mom my pain
No
And all the kids sing along
It’s the sad boy
The no dad boy
Just a bad boy
Picking flowers during baseball
It’s the fag boy
Always mad boy
Just a sad boy
In dreams stars don’t look the same
I’m running in circles to catch them
Spinning in squares just like acid
Yea
Bipolar cycle in my brain
Even the rich makeup stained
They can only see what’s on my face
Hey
My mind is stuck in make believe
Growing up fast growing freely
Sad boy ain’t nothin’ but a cry baby!
Yea
And all the kids sing along
It’s the sad boy
The no dad boy
Just a sad boy
Picking flowers during baseball
It’s the fag boy
Always mad boy
Just a sad boy
And all the kids sing along
It’s the sad boy
The no dad boy
Just a sad boy
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