Jack punched him in the parking lot
He trembled as his face kissed the floor
Masculinity seems to hurt a lot
The first time that you feel it in your jaw
Hey
Mr. Bawl expressed nail polish was for girls
Confessed it right in front of the class
So he stood by the fence as the clouds threw up and wept
Trying to chew off both his hands
You don't want to lie
No, you don't want to lie anymore
About things that make you sad
Things that drive you mad
The boy in the black dress
How I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, I wish he was dead
The boy in the black dress
How I hate him, I hatе him, I hate him, tell all of your friends
To drown him in misеry
Nicki laughed and ran down the stairs
Told tales about casual sex
Waltzing around in her underwear
She taught him things he'd never forget
Those wholesome things he'd never forget
You don't want to lie
No, you don't want to lie anymore
About why you feel so bad
You don't want to lie
No, you don't want to lie anymore
About things that make you sad
Things that drive you mad
The boy in the black dress
How I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, I wish he was dead
The boy in the black dress
How I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, tell all of your friends
To drown him in misery
Ha, ah, ah, ha, ah, ah, ha, ah, ah
He tried to erase him by twenty four
Because now he can't walk out the door
They all think he lied, but the lord knows he tried
To be something that they all would adore
They hate what he is and they hate what he's not
But hate is nothing new you will see
From the grave to the cot, how I wish that I forgot
That the boy in the black dress is me
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