Oct 22, 2004 10:03
Today's not the first day,
Nor the last,
That you'll watch me,
Walk right past.
You'll glare at me,
With that dirty look,
Wanting me dead,
Not caring how much time it took.
Another debate,
Of who was right,
She was the one,
She wins all the fights.
She won the battle,
She's won the war,
She'll call me names,
Like, "slut" and "whore."
The way she acts,
I'm not surprised,
I'm not so much shocked,
I'm more deprived.
Get all the girls,
On her side,
Laughing at me,
With that look in their eyes'.
Frankly, I don't care,
Honestly, It's true,
Really, you're just a fake,
Wait, are you?