There they go, again

Harassin′ this kid, so easily

His name is Andy, he grew up right down the street, from meI barely know him, though, I just see him at school, while passin' him

Usually, followed by two kids, gigglin′, in back of him

I don't know why, they feel the need to interfere

And, I'll be honest, the kid is, obviously, a little weird

He′s got a stutter, plus, always talks to himself, but it is clear

To me, they shouldn′t mess with him, he prob'ly wish they′d disappear

Like, yeah, he's different, so?

He ain′t causin' harm, to anyone

Yeah, he might annoy ′em, not on purpose, though, he's never done

Somethin' intentionally offensive, like these other kids

Like yellin′, "Stop bein′ a retard!", when they see him mumblin'

Or, call him a faggot, when he′s sayin' somethin′ awkward

Yeah, he lives with it, but he shouldn't have to, any longer

He′s just a kid, like any of us, and matter fact

Next time I see it, I'ma say somethin', and have his back

The next day, ain′t any better, they′re abusin' him

Every day gets worse, ′cause people accept it, as they become used to it

And he don't stand up, but what can you do, with that hate against you?

You call them out, you′re called a spaz, with some anger issues

They hear, but they don't listen, senseless

They hearin′ that bullies are everywhere, thinkin' that here must be the exception

But, it's so alive and it′s so true, they got open eyes, but they don′t view

They got growin' minds, that they don′t use, and it's pulverizing, our whole youth

But, to be honest, most of these bullies don′t mean any harm

They're just kids, like any of us, they like to be in change

They like attention, they just lack guidance, in gettin′ it

So, they put others down, none of us are always innocent

But, that don't make it right

'Cause again, I′m watchin′ Andy get tortured

By two of his peers, with no reason, in sight

And I know, he knows, I'm watchin′, he sees me payin' attention

And, it′s gettin' worse and worse, I hope he knows, that I respect him

Yeah

The next day, Andy didn′t show up to school, and I was nervous

He always came to this class, I wondered, what was the purpose?

The same class had the two kids, who've been messin' with him

But, without a target, both of them just blended right in

Twenty minutes later, the class was pretty quiet

As Andy walks through the door, he was shakin′ and cryin′

As all the heads slowly, in sync, turn, he pauses

Then, pulls a pistol, out of his front pocket

The girls scream, the boys sat there, terrified

Nobody expected this, but everyone knew the reason why, and

Before anyone could say something, fully

Within seconds, two bullets, flew into his bullies

More screams, as the bodies collapsed

I felt I should say somethin', ′cause I was the only one who had his back

I said, "It's over Andy, they′re dead, you've had your wish"

He turned to me, and said, "You, you were the third, on my list"