Would it help if I had blue eyes
And blonde hair
That gently rolled to my waist
I think I’m going crazy
You know it seems like you might like me too
When you smile at me in the hall
But I saw the way you smiled at her
And I know it’s not the same at all
I wish I had her eyes
And a waist just as small
My friends say your relationship with her is over
But I just don’t know if that’s true
And unless my hair is blonde
my eyes blue
I don’t think I could be enough for you

Maybe if I had her brown eyes
With the double eyelids and long lashes
Her silky hair that was the color of ashes
Her perfect figure that makes me turn green
I wish I wasn’t so jealous
But I don’t think I can help it
When these girls are always on the scene

I want better skin
I want bigger *****
A bigger ****
Bigger eyes
A smaller waist
Longer lashes
I want her life

Why can’t I be like her
Is it really just confidence
These girls must have tons
Because I have none
And they seem to have everything I could ever want
It’s not even just beauty
But that seems to be the only thing that matters
I think I just don’t matter a lot then