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.
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.
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.
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.