You'll See

You come on up to my street

Thinking you know all about me

I tried to tell you you were wrong

You knew that I still liked you

But you would never call me

Sit in your room all day long

You'll see whose tapes are crappy

You'll see it all in public

You'll see just fine

Without me

I'm not the kind of girl with

A whole lot of free time

To spend on you, to give to you