Story Time Lyrics & Chords By Beefy

Gather 'round kids, it's story time
And let me try to convince you this tale is not mine.
This boy is special and he doesn't know
And that's just the way the story goes.

Gather 'round kids, it's story time
And let me try to convince you this tale is not mine.
This boy is special and he doesn't know
And that's just the way the story goes.

Chapter one, an introduction, say 'hello' to the kid.
Bit of an oddball, nobody saw the world quite like he did.
He was a funny, happy child and quite really it varied.
Despite the fact he has no memory of his parents happily married.
He just remembers early mornings with the screaming and the fighting.
Escaped his rotten spot by his continuous lying.

And then he started his writing--stories, essays, and raps.
Always trying to make his friends laugh (if they're going to class).
See he was smart, not ingenious, but he knew to get by
With minimal effort, it made him L-A-Z-Y.
So when it came to higher learning, and he didn't know to study,
He dropped out after two years, wasting a lot of daddy's money.

And he feels just like a burden and a charity case.
You can see the stress cover his face, he's out-of-place.
He feels inadequate, so he's picking some fights.
'Cause a life of minimum wage only thing in his sights,
It's like-

Gather 'round kids, it's story time
And let me try to convince you this tale is not mine.
This boy is special and he doesn't know
And that's just the way the story goes.

Gather 'round kids, it's story time
And let me try to convince you this tale is not mine.
This boy is special and he doesn't know
And that's just the way the story goes.

Chapter two deals with the love life, or the lack thereof.
Dying a virgin makes him nauseous but he keeps his head up.
He met a girl that he loved but he got in too deep,
And the opinions, they spill out from everyone that he meets.
They tell him "Stay away from her, you're disrespecting yourself.
"She's gonna marry that man." He tells'em that he needs help.

But all they ever tell him is to just get over her.
Little did he know after one year he'd wish he had never ever talked to her.
And when she gets wasted she gets stupid, spilling drinks on her blouse.
He laughs when she walks her pretty, drunk ass out of his house.
Realize that she's not perfect, in fact very far from it.
Brain knew it all along, just took his heart some time to confront it.

Over seven hundred miles keeps the two of them apart.
Not his fault that the girl straight owns a piece of his heart.
Used to obsess on the daily, now he thinks that she's nothing.
Used to lie right to his face each time she'd tell him she loves him.

Gather 'round kids, it's story time
And let me try to convince you this tale is not mine.
This boy is special and he doesn't know
And that's just the way the story goes.

Gather 'round kids, it's story time
And let me try to convince you this tale is not mine.
This boy is special and he doesn't know
And that's just the way the story goes.

Chapter three about the arson, many bridges he burned.
He says that he's a good friend and that, sadly, people never learn.
And maybe he's right. Knows he's not the king of polite,
But he doesn't talk shit about the guys he hangs with at night.
And through the grapevine he learns a whole lot 'bout himself.
From a guy he considered incredibly top-shelf.

Been badmouthed for years and it caused him disgust.
Another name on the list of males our hero can't trust.
He dissasociates with those that diss his love and his brother.
And he'll punch you in the jaw, say the wrong thing 'bout his mother.
He let it compound, stayed home alone with the Gamecube.
Came this close to posting emo shit onto YouTube.

Rage, it would build, attitude like an ice cube.
Spends too much time convincing you he's a good dude.
"BFF" is bullshit and completely irrelevant
Too many "if's" in this world for anything that is permanent.

Gather 'round kids, it's story time
And let me try to convince you this tale is not mine.
This boy is special and he doesn't know
And that's just the way the story goes.

Gather 'round kids, it's story time
And let me try to convince you this tale is not mine.
This boy is special and he doesn't know
And that's just the way the story goes.