Hey little emo boy,
Aren't you sad?
'Cause your cat ran away
And your girlfriend's mad
'Cause you bitch all day
About long-past wrongs
And the only time you shut up
Is when you're writing emo songs.

So she dumped your ass
For a better guy
Who doesn't cut his arms
And doesn't ask why
All the world has to be
So cruel and mean.
At least you finally have a reason
To whine and scream.

So hey little emo boy,
Don't you cry.
You did this on purpose,
Don't you dare deny
That you drove her away
To gain some emo cred
'Cause you can't be emo
With a girl in your bed.

Eyeliner,
And hair in your face.
Little black glasses,
What a sad disgrace.
There's no lenses in the frames
You can see just fine
You use them as an excuse
To moan and whine.

All you want
Is attention.
All you need
Is affection.
Someone who will talk with you
And feel your pain.
Someone who will walk with you
In public without shame.

So hey little emo boys,
We see through your game.
You cry and you cut
And say all the world's to blame.
But no one is making you
Sad except you,
So quit being emo!
And get a haircut too.