there are worse things i could do
linger with a boy, or two
even though the neighbourhood thinks im trashy and no good,
i suppose it could be true
but there are worse things i could do

i could flirt with all the guys.
stare at them and bat my eyes
press against them when we dance
make them think they stand a chance
then refuse to see it through
thats a thing id never do

i could stay home every night,
wait around for mr. right,
take cold showers everyday
and throw my life away
on a dream that wont come true
i could hurt someone like me,
out of spite or jealousy
i dont steal and i dont lie
but i can feel and i can cry
a fact i think ud never knew
but to cry in front of you
thats the worst thing i could do