bruised and abused, but still easily amused can't figure why he still comes around nobody hates him, they just like to humiliate him then he'll take the shirt off his back for you sticks and stones can't break his bones he'll come back swinging at you sticks and stones can't break his bones because he's the human piñata everyone's a character in his dreams nothing else can bring him down he'll be the player on the other team just to make the game complete he does things his way, not like anyone else a strong believer in himself the laugh's on him, and it doesn't matter he'll leave the attitude on the shelf
