Pea

When I see the sun I hope it shines on me And gives me everything... well, almost Some people seem To be just small hard peas Sometimes I think it's me I try so hard for bruises on your back - just to get you back I try so hard for bruises on your back, tiny and mean Just to get you back Just to get you back Just to get you back Just to get you back When I see the sun I hope it shines on me And gives me everything To be one mile high Then I would kill you all What I gave to you, just meant nothing When I see the sun I hope it shines on me And gives me everything When I see the sun I hope it shines on me And gives me everything... well, almost