classico high school

Sometimes I wonder if Jesus is above me
Making sure we meet again (But when)
And then when I saw you at our local mall, you
You walked right by me with your friends (What a dick, literally)

In my gross Ugg boots, in your scene-king suit
Let your white studded belt hit the ground
And my hair stayed teased as I'm on my knees
Shut the Porta-Potty door and not a sound

And like every other shitty love story
You came and went, just like that
And I tried to call you desperately
But boy you didn't add me back, yeah

And baby I know, I know whatever city you're in
You're still the boy that I'd pick
In a line up of, like 30 hot guys
Your eyes are so, so pretty I bet
Your lips are probably wet
With the lies of our relationship

Well it's fine because I'm a whore
And, I sleep with guys just for fun and drugs, but
Sometimes I stay inside and wonder why
I thought we were cool (I thought we were cool)

In vacation bible school, bible school, ooh
Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh
In vacation