How can you like that preppy clone?
She has absolutely no
Opinions of her own
She just dresses and acts like the others
And all she does is complain
That you aren't her dream guy
Doesn't it drive you insane?
What's she got that I don't have?
Is it because she's never suffered?
She can afford to laugh
I may not have the latest shoes
Or the priciest jeans in the city
Because I choose
Not to just be pretty
I have a mind
A spirit, a soul
Even a heart
But it's incredibly cold
If running away was the best you could do
Then, baby
I've got big news for you
She's not the best
She's silver
I'm gold
And you know what?
This stupid story's getting really old
You lost me
Gained her
You really are a jerk
So kiss her
Think of me
I was your love
Now you see
!Karma!
