Human piñata

Bruised and abused, but still easily amused
Can't figure why he still comes around
Nobody hates him, they just like to humiliate him
Then he'll take the shirt off his back for you

Sticks and stones can't break his bones
He'll come back swinging at you
Sticks and stones can't break his bones
He's the human pinata
Everyone's a character of the dream
Nothing else can bring him down

He'll be the player on the other team
Just to make the game complete
He does things his way, not like anyone else
A strong believer in himself
The laugh's on him, and it doesn't matter
He'll leave the attitude on the shelf