| D | |
| Iâm a litt | le boy with glasses, the one they call the geek |
| Bm | |
| A little gi | rl who never smiles Îcause Iâve got braces on my teeth |
| G | A | |
| And I | know how it feels to cry myself to sleep |
| D | |
| Iâm that kid on | every playground whoâs always chosen last |
| Bm | |
| A si | ngle teenage mother tryinâ to overcome my past |
| G | A | |
| You donât have | to be my friend, but is it too much to ask |
| Chorus: |
| A | D | Bm | |
| Donât laugh at me, d | onât call me names |
| G | A | |
| Donât get your pleasur | e from my pain |
| D | Bm | |
| In Godâs eyes w | eâre all the same |
| G | A | |
| Someday weâll all have | perfect wings |
| 3rd time only ) |
| Donât laugh at me |
| D | |
| Iâm a cri | pple on the corner, youâve passed me on the street |
| Bm | |
| And I wou | ldnât be here begginâ if I had enough to eat |
| G | A | |
| And donât think | I donât notice that our eyes never meet |
| D | |
| I lost my wife | and little boy when someone crossed that yellow line |
| Bm | |
| The day we laid th | em in the ground is the day I lost my mind |
| G | A | |
| And right now | Iâm down to holdinâ this little cardboard sign ...... | ...... |
| So, |
| Repeat Chorus: |
| G | A | G | A | |
| Iâm fat, Iâm thin, Iâm sho | rt, Iâm tall, Iâm deaf, Iâm blind, Hey, arenât we |
| all |