I-d-i-o-t de Hives

You laugh at me and call me i-d-i-o-t.
you laugh and turn your back cause i'm not like you're supposed
to be.
but it's not a question - a question of low iq.
cause if it was well then the answer wouldn't be me but you.
i-d-i-o-t, don't know who the hell
i'm supposed to be i-d-i-o-t ( i-d-i-o-t!) i-d-i-o-t, yeah thats me i-d-i-o-t. ( i-d-i-o-t!)

i put with being laughed at cause i put up with being me.
and then on artificial someone says i'm the i-d-i-o-t.
but i got motivation yeah i pretty much love it all.
to make your artificial nation stumble and fall.
i-d-i-o-t, don't know who the hell
i'm supposed to be i-d-i-o-t ( i-d-i-o-t!) i-d-i-o-t, yeah thats me i-d-i-o-t. ( i-d-i-o-t!)

i know that i'm a screw up.
i know i'm in a band.
i know that i am up against a mighty mighty man.
but i'm satisfied with being, being one of the lucky few.
who'll be the ones laughing knowing that the joke is gonna be on you.
i-d-i-o-t, don't know who the hell
i'm supposed to be i-d-i-o-t ( i-d-i-o-t!) i-d-i-o-t, yeah thats me i-d-i-o-t. ( i-d-i-o-t!)