Story Behind the Song
The motivation came from a real life situation. Although what happened was real, certain facts and names have been changed/withheld to protect the innocent.
Lyrics
1st Verse
I'm sick to death!
And you're such a wreck!
You're all played out, forgotten,
And taken as a bad error in judgement!
I've read all the letters,
And he's torn up all the pictures,
Still you just won't leave us alone
2nd Verse
Your size 4 cheerleader type,
And maybe he wants something a little more,
more grown up, Can you blame him?
Chorus
You think it's all about you, little girl.
You think you're so peachykool, little girl.
It's written all over you, little girl.
Truth is you're the loser, little girl.
Bridge
You think it's all about you, little girl.
You think you're so peachykool, little girl.
It's written all over you, little girl.
3rd Verse
I'm sick to death,
And you're such a mess,
You'll never get that chance,
You're taken as a bad error in judgement!
You're all sad, pathetic! Blonde, no brainer,stalker!~
Still you just won't leave us alone!!
4th Verse
Your size 4 cheerleader type,
And maybe he wants something a little more,
More intellectual! Can you blame him?
(Chorus)
5th Verse
Your size 4 cheerleader type,
And maybe he wants something a little more,
More grown up! Can you blame him?
(Chorus)
(Repeat Chorus)
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