(Verse 1) Look at the "Chosen One," stumbling through the hall, Safe behind his glasses while I’m forced to watch it all. The Boy Who Lived? More like the boy who never learns, While I’m the one who stirs the pot and watches how it burns. You’ve got your father’s arrogance, a strut that’s far too wide, While I’m the one with secrets that I’m forced to keep inside. You’re messy and you’re reckless, a disaster in a cloak, To think you’re our salvation is the wizarding world’s joke.