Brad Paisley

I'm a little boy with glasses
The one they call a geek
A little girl that never smiles
'Cause I've got braces on my teeth

And I know how it feels
To cry myself to sleep

I'm that kid on every playground
Who's always chosen last
A single teenage mother
Trying to overcome my past

You don't have to be my friend
Is it too much to ask?

Don't laugh at me
Don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain
In God's eyes
We're all the same
Someday we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me

I'm a cripple on the corner
You pass me on the street
I wouldn't be out here beggin'
If I had enough to eat

Don't think I don't notice
That our eyes never meet

I lost my wife and little boy
'Cause someone crossed that yellow line
The day we layed them in the ground
Was the day I lost my mind

Right now I'm down to holdin'
this little cardboard sign

So don't laugh at me
Don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain
In God's eyes
We're all the same
Someday we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me

I'm fat
I'm thin
I'm short
I'm tall
I'm deaf
I'm blind
And aren't we all

Don't laugh at me
Don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain
In God's eyes
We're all the same
Someday we'll all have perfect wings
Don't laugh at me