Courage Dot Com
I'm glad I'm a trashy whore
I only want to be like the girls
You really wish you were on top of
Every girl you talk to I wish would get hit by a bus
I wanted you first. I wanted you first.
We're secret lovers.
How come I want to tell the whole world?
Tell me I'm pretty
And I'll spread my legs again.
(That's why I'm with the exchange student
because he doesn't know how to be a dickhead in English)

Author's Note: Sometimes I wish I could rewrite my love life.