Codys eyes are blood shot,
When he smiles the smell of weed grows...
I play songs into the phone with words that he doesn't kno...
There's no pretty girls on the corner, but we watch him as he's walking home saying does he kno, your not a big show... ohh...

(Chorus)
Your ugly, every litte peice fag
& don't you know, your never gonna be someone... ask anyone
& When you smoke all the weed you asked for,
I hope the cops come straight to your front door...
Oh, but if they don't...
Your still uglyyy.

Cody finds another way to be the horror of my day...
He's takin' pictures with the preps, that's the highlight of his day.
It's hard to make conversation cause you can smell the weed from yesterday,
I should say, hey by the way...

(Chorus)
Your ugly, every litte peice fag
& don't you know, your never gonna be someone... ask anyone
& When you smoke all the weed you asked for,
I hope the cops come straight to your front door...
Oh, but if they don't...
Your still uglyyy.

If what you are is a person I never get to kill,
& In my daydream, I shot you with a gun...

(Chorus)
Your ugly, every litte peice fag
& don't you know, your never gonna be someone... ask anyone
& When you smoke all the weed you asked for,
I hope the cops come straight to your front door...
Oh, but if they don't...
Will stay,
Ugly, Ugly ugly ugly
Ugly, ugly?

Oh, but if they don't...
Your still ugly,
Your still ugly.