My best friend is a *****
She sleeps around
Spending more money on glitter lipstick then she does on study sheets

I call her a ***** but while shes asleep at night
I’m with her boyfriend
Sleeping in the sheets
And hiding in the covers

I am a ***** who can’t keep her hands to herself
Maybe my friends wouldn’t be fading away in the wind if I wasn’t getting faded with their boyfriends

I guess the glitter on her lips couldn’t compete with the things I could do with mine