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All the wrong people adore me

And want me for all the wrong reasons, indeed

In fact,I don't know of one single guy

Who would want me for me

It makes me sick

To be thought as a chick

And nothing more

Than a stupid whore

I never attract the the right people

The sweet and sexy guys

And the ones who turn out to be the right kind

I've somehow let slip by.

I want that someone

That everyone has

That one special person

To walk holding my hand

My mind is useless

if no one takes me seriously

I can't continue to go through this

If theres not one boy who wants me

I watch all the happy people

Walking arm in arm

Knowing that deep down inside

I don't have that certain charm

And whatever it may do

Whatever it may be

I will eternally walk alone

With no one wanting me.