There`s this girl that I know
She`s kind of emo
She walks around school
All quiet and alone
Unseen, unheard just her and her picture phone
She clips and she clacks
She snips and she snaps
She made a burn book with peeps from her past
Why you ask
No one knows why
To scared and afraid
But there was a kid brave enough to ask
It was me you see
I`ve got enemies from the past too
I wanted to know the reason of her rage
I wanted to get to the bottom of this thing
Come to find out I was number one in the book
But why I mean I`ve been nothing but nice
Except that time she got lice
We made fun we laughed and picked
We were just being D*i*s
But why me number one
Guess I`ll ask next time around
Hope I`m not that bad of a person
No way I`m better than any emo person any day
