Does she even know?
Does she even care,
That she is making herself look pathetic?
Everything she does, is about boys
Everything she says, it's about boys
Everywhere she goes, it's about boys
She needs to have a boyfriend,
She doesn't care who he is,
Or what he's done,
She needs a boyfriend so she thinks she'll look good,
She longs to be the centre of attention,
She longs to hear everyone say how good she looks with a boyfriend,
But they don't,
They just call her a slag
