My Thing

There was this girl I used to know
I was in love
She was the worst thing I had ever seen
But then I thought I found my teenage queen
When I called she wasn’t home
I’ll be to know she was the worst champ in the making
And girls like that from now would be my thing
So how would you like to be my friend
Weak people, weak people always seem to laugh
I’ll come down I’ll be gone
I’ll come down I’ll be caught
So move on I had a friend I used to know
He had my trust
I shared my darkest secrets with him
I always thought he was an honest being
When we talked he spiked his ears
And spread my word to the pretty girls …
And friends like that would always be my thing
So how would you like to be my friend
Weak people, weak people always seem to laugh
I’ll come down I’ll be gone
I’ll come down I’ll be caught
I’ll come down I’ll be gone
I’ll come down I’ll be caught
So move on