you know she never could love you

when she spies you across the room

a look fuckery and hate

snobby girls always menstrate

she's a vixen, so high class

she's a virgin, she talks trash

why can't i get you to come near me

why can't i get you to just hear me out

it's like we're stuck, in a cycle filled with fucked up times

i could never win you with all my rhymes

and handful of diamonds and all my credit cards

its so fucked up

i know i'll never get blowed

and now time is moving slow right now

but only it's only in my mind

(some sweet riffs)

she's a vixen, so high class

she's a virgin, she talks trash

about the hoes giving blow jobs under the bleachers

those girls get good grades cos they do the teachers

it's so fucked up, how you never even notice me

i drank a keg to impress you but i have to pee

and it's so fucked up