You know about it. You hear them.
They speak your name in the hallways at school.
They know about it. They see your face -- damn.
They know what you -- it wasn't ever cool.
So settle down darling, let me tell you something.
Take a seat, dumpling,
it'll take a second.
You'll always get caught if you never learn one thing:
Appreciate adoration
before it becomes
a weapon.
You go back to that lunchline --
it was first spoken there.
Your reputation will trace back
to every single one who spoke up.
You can't go anywhere
without that floating over you.
You're not gonna give up, you can't
even after all this stupid luck.
You were caught at gunpoint --
she was the last one in your thoughts, too.
Yellow bears always make you think of her.
You have a plush
which represents the love
you'd experienced so long ago.
Maybe you should let go, kid,
really, why must you praise her?
She's got nothing
that ever makes you feel good
about your ego.
Just leave, you know she don't
 want
 you
 here.
There's no one
who doesn't know anymore,
cuz like stars in the sky,
they shine so beautifully,
the lies we said, the lies she and you shared,
the unwanted 'I love yous' left afterward.
Please give you slack, right? 
You want to feel okay about myself tonight.
So just drown out her memory
with drugs
till she's gone from it entirely.