R.J. Johnson/B. Lee Things seemed so nice for
the first few weeks Didn't care - she didn't
notice me Then I asked her does she wanna hang
out Get something to eat She said I'm just
another guy with high hopes A real sorry
sight I'm also half her height I'm just
another guy in the crowd She laughed at
me I died I wrote her a song, took me a
real long time To get everything to
rhyme Read in a magazine girls like it
best When you're honest with them She said
the song sucked big time I'm a talentless
clown She doesn't want me around She said
the final goodbye A punch in my eye I died,
I died
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