He doesn't even know me yet
But has made up his mind
He said she is smart
She is **** and fine
Or not **** but beautiful in a simple way
I do nothing simple
And he thinks my brain waves delay
At a rate of 2.0
But really I'm like 4.3
But my grades, above average
Don't project who I be
He's already made up his mind
I'm cute plus the bag of chips
My personality takes me over the top
But I'm not simply gorgeous
Like that other girl is
I'm a lot of confusion
And disaster in my wake
I'm oceans rolling waves
Instead of calm waters of a lake
And really it's a shame
That he's made up his mind
one if us could be the one
How silly, I'm no prize
But while he's still deciding
On what one might be best
I'll be gone.
Another one bites the dust