It’s another day at school and he’s
just walking out the door
Got his rucksack on his back and his
feet dragging on the floor.
Always late but when he’s questioned
he can’t think of what to say.
Hides the bruises from the teachers
hoping that they go away
Even though his mum and dad they
both got problems of their own.
Caught in a catch 22 but he’d still
rather be at home
Cries himself to sleep and prays
when he wakes up things might have changed
But everything’s still the same.
CHORUS
(But didn’t you say) You always said
that I should speak up…mmmm
But it seems like all the things you
said to me before meant nothing at all.
Because…
I keep telling you that Johnny’s
hittin’ me,
that’s why I’m late for school.
(But you never listen) Instead you
always seem to end
up blaming me for things I didn’t
do. (For what its worth)
I didn’t even wanna tell you
anything in case it made things worse.
(Just so you know) Every time, I say
that Johnny’s hittin’ me.
Hey mum and dad it hurts.
Everyday keeps on repeating like a
record on replay
Slowly getting off the bus with
Johnny waiting at the gates.
Like a friend he’ll smile and wave
at him.
While calling out his name put his
arm around his neck
Whisper now gimme all your change
Too afraid to make a scene or plead
with him to let him go.
He just takes whatever’s coming
feels the pain with every blow.
Tries in vain to make himself be
heard as soon as he gets home.
But everything’s still the same.
