What do you mean I'm trying to be known?
Seems that you'll never be my friend
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Now the little things I get
Six months! Six months! Six months!
Things were happening.
What do you mean I'm trying to be known?

What they don't understand is this is everything
What they don't understand is this is what they did to him
What they don't understand is this is what happens everyday
What they don't understand is this is the only other way for me, me, me, me

Sing for hours with me
Down to the little things I get
To be my fucking hero
Know that I'll always be your slave
Six months! Six months! Six months!
Things were happening
What do you mean I'm trying to be known?

What they don't understand is this is everything
What they don't understand is this is what they did to him
What they don't understand is this is what happens everyday
What they don't understand is this is the only other way for me

Lost boy,
Wanting but unwanted
Dead boy,
Will understand but never understood
He tried to run away,
The only other way that he knew that he ever could
Lost boy

One day I'll run away,
See the world in its own little way
One day I'll fade away,
No one'll care,
No one will say:
“Lost boy,
Where've you been?
What've you done?
What'd you see?
Why'd you run from us when you know we really care?
Yes you know we really care”.

Lost boy,
We were dead without you
Hard boy,
You tried so hard but you're always second
Best boy,
Means nothing to us but it means the world to him
But it means the world to him.

What they don't understand
What they don't understand
What they don't understand
What they don't understand
What they don't understand
What they don't understand
What they don't understand is this the only other way for me