Your walking down the corridor, hands rushing through your hair.
Yes I am standing here but you do not care.
Why are you so mean to me?
Why are you not fair?
What you think your hot and all, but boy your really not that and all.
Tinker with girls hearts and all but I am not that dumb.
Your stupid smile isn't cute and your eyes aren't cupids doors.
Yes I love to hate you, and that...
You can't ignore.
