You flutter your pretty little brown eyes,
wear a little skirt.
Telling your true friend lies,
as you open up your shirt.
Forgetting who you care about,
for your twenty second flings.
You show that little perfect pout,
when your friends tell you their true feelings.
So what he’s staring?
You’re showing enough chest.
Does it look like I’m caring?
So what if you think he’s best.
I’m sick of you ignoring,
every god damn thing I say.
So ####ing what if your loves soaring,
your friendships are the things that pay.
So pretty little girl.
Just stop and take a look around,
at your perfect little world,
Soon its going to come crashing down.
So now you want to talk about it?
Because your lordships not around.
But little girl just sit and listen,
Do you hear that faint sound?
Yes I think its his footsteps,
you had better run and see.
Wouldn’t want to disappoint him.
Because remember, you love him more than me.