One drop, two drop, three drop, four;

    His head in his hands, his tears fall to the floor.

Every name thown at him, every prank and every beating;

   Leaves his body bruised and his heart bleeding.

"Die homo" is scratched into his locker, everyday for him to see;

   They told him to kill himself and now he wonders...should he?

One drop, two drop, three drop, four;

    Like raindrops from the sky, her teardrops hit the floor.

She turns to food to ease the pain, turns to food as her only comfort;

   Names like fatty and earthshaker are the cause of her hurt.

"Die pig" is spray painted on her car so everyday, this is what she will see.

    They told her to kill herself and now she wonders...should she?

One drop, two drop, three drop, four;

    he sighs in relief as his blood splashes to the floor.

The torture and beat him because his father did. Thier hate makes his head spin;

    it causes him to drag a razor across his pale skin.

"Die bastard" they write on a note for him to see;

    They told him to kill himself and now he wonders...should he?

One drop, two drop, three drop, four;

    They cry openly and thier tears cover the floor.

They didn't realize thier words and actions could cause someone to die;

    All they wanted to do was make them feel thier pain and make them cry.

They were labeled losers because of thier past or thier grades;

    These four kids they targeted, not realizing thier words were actually blades.

One drop, two drop, three drop, four;

    For all of the bullies and the bullied alike, our tears fall to the floor.