Pretty Boy lives the world,
Of fame and fortune and money...

I sat at the desk,
Hearing my name around school...

What if I told you,
That I never really cared...

If I could smile without a tear
You should know I’d do it for you...

I look to my left
You’re not there...

Just talk to me
Don't turn away...

As I feel your hands,
Touching my face...

He stares at the pictures of them on the wall
And watches it slowly fall apart...

I'll walk out of the house,
With a smile on my face...

Never letting go,
Is way too hard to see...

No one ever knew she was the class clown
No one ever knew she was the town freak...

You were the one who knew me
But you just saw right through me...