I look at boys and wish I was something they'd want

spent all my years wishing I was apart of their plot

the guy gets the girl, she acts all coy, I wish that I was special to a boy, he tells her she's pretty, she tells a lie, i'm lucky if I even get a goodbye

but

she, she she likes it when he makes time

he, he likes that he can call her ‘mine’

he, he hopes that shell stay a while

she, she, shes the girl that i wish that i was

there is nothing that could get in her way

and she always knows the right things to say

her pretty brown hair,

with crystal blue eyes,

I wish that I could just find a nice guy

her porcelin skin

so gentle to touch,

i dont think anyone could love me that much

but

she, she she likes it when he makes time

he, he likes that he can call her ‘mine’

he, he hopes that shell stay a while

she, she, shes the girl that i wish that i was

she she wishes that hed make time

she she wishes hed call her mine

she she knows they wont stay a while

she's the girl that I wish that I was