I just sit and cry,
I am so naïve,
I'm just out to find,
A Get Up Kids EP,

I'm more than a jock,
And more than a prep,
I listen to hardcore shit so watch your step,
And it's not easy to be e-mo.

I wish that I could sing,
Chris Caberra's sweet,
Find a way to lie,
About a chick I'll never meet,

I sound like a girl,
Maybe you should leave,
Even emo kids allowed to breed,
I may be disturbed,
But won't you just see,
Some green thick wool sweaters are on me,
It's not easy to be e-mo

Down again, away, away from me,
It's not alright,
Going to see Bright Eyes tonight,
I'm not crying...
It's in the air.

All my friends, they cry,
They are so naïve,
I wish that I'd just die,
With hearts between my knees,

Just quote me on that,
'Cuz I am so deep,
Taken for a nine-year old on a city street,
I'm only a boy,
With old thick black specs,
Looking for inner peace inside of me,
Inside of me,
Inside of me,
Inside of me,
Inside of me,

I'm only a kid,
No phony ID,
I'm only a kid,
Looking for CDs,
I'm only a kid,
I don't have VD,
It's not easy...

It's not easy to be emo