Exception

There they go, again
Harassin' this kid, so easily
His name is Andy, he grew up right down the street, from me
I 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"