Bully
Josh Woodward · The Shade from Our Trees
The feeling of loneliness is worse than fear
You can cut me down to make you tall
You can throw me up against the wall
But please don't walk away before I fall
Bully don't leave me now, I'm on my own
There's nobody here but you, I'm all alone
You can call me names, and take my pride
You can leave me hanging, crucified
But please don't walk away before I die
And I, I don't even know why
I sold my self respect, to buy a lie
Bully, just love me
Bully, just shove me
I wanna feel something true
If no one else will listen, then
It might as well be you
On the road of life I've walked, without a friend
When the hard times come I break, before I bend
I don't need your love, respect or grace
You can laugh or put me in my place
But please don't walk away without a trace
[Chorus]
I can plainly see the sadness in your eyes
Like a mirror when I'm staring into mine
Would you open up and let me in,
Would you let me see beneath your skin
I promise I won't run at what I find
Bully, just love me
Bully, just shove me
Bully, handcuff me
Hover above me
Bully, just touch me
Bully, just clutch me
Gently or, roughly
Make me feel something
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Source/Credit: "Bully" by Josh Woodward, from The Shade from Our Trees.
Lyrics source: https://www.joshwoodward.com/song/Bully
License: Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/).
Changes: plain-text formatting normalized for Lyrics Iztok.
About Bully
"Bully" finds Josh Woodward in a pop-minded frame, where a clear central idea and emotional directness carry the song. The song works best when its main melodic and rhythmic ideas are allowed to speak plainly, without being crowded by unnecessary decoration. There is a welcome sense of proportion in the way the music presents itself: the hook has room to land, while the surrounding moments support it instead of competing for attention. That restraint gives the performance room to breathe and makes the emotional color feel earned rather than imposed. For listeners returning to Josh Woodward, the song offers a compact example of how mood, pacing, and a recognizable point of view can meet in one place. It is a track for focused listening, especially when the details around the main idea begin to reveal their own quiet pull. The clarity of that approach is its own strength, because it lets the feeling come through without turning every moment into a dramatic demand. Even when it aims for immediacy, the track avoids feeling disposable because its atmosphere remains distinct after the final note. Its emotional center stays firmly in view throughout.