Johnny



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 for when he's questioned he can't think of what to say

Hides the bruises from the teachers hoping that they'd 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...



(But didnt you say)

You always said that I should speak up, hmm...

But it seems like all the things you said to me before meant nothing at all,

because...



(Chorus)

I keep telling you that Johnny's hitting me thats 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 it's worth)

I didn't even want to tell you anything in case it made things worse

(Just so you know)

Everytime I say that Johnny's hitting me; hey mom and dad it hurts...



Everyday keeps on repeating like the record on replay

Slowly getting off the bus with Johnny waiting at the gates

Like a friend who'll smile or wave at him while calling out his name

Put his arm around his neck, whisper: "Now give me all your change!"

Too affraid to make a scene or plea 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...



(But didnt you say)

You always said that I should speak up, hmm...

But it seems like all the things you said to me before meant nothing at all,

because...



I keep telling you that Johnny's hitting me thats 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 it's worth)

I didn't even want to tell you anything in case it made things worse

(Just so you know)

Everytime I say that Johnny's hitting me; hey mum and dad it hurts...



You always said that I should speak up, hmm...

And to never be affraid to come and tell you if I needed to talk

(If I needed to talk, yeah)

Well I don't know the meaning of love, hmm...

'Cause it seems like all the things you said to me before meant nothing at all,

because...



I keep telling you that Johnny's hitting me thats 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 it's worth)

I didn't even want to tell you anything in case it made things worse

(Just so you know)

Everytime I say that Johnny's hitting me; hey mum and dad it hurts... (X3)