Laughing at her
won’t make you happy
It won’t take away the weight
you carry

Pointing at him
won’t make you feel better
you’re only one more person
on his dead letter

Calling her names
shouldn’t make you proud
you’re only another idiot
in this big crowd

Go on, call him a freak
it only shows
that you’re the one who’s weak

You’re the stupid one
she’s the fighter
and putting her light out
won’t make yours shine any brighter