He might be a bit more handsome than me
His dad might be loaded
And Oh girl! he might spend a good amount on you
What’s the catch when you can’t feel even a hint of love from him?
What did you see in his eyes that my power glasses couldn’t reflect?
I used to laugh in your happiness and make you laugh in your sadness while he doesn’t even spare you a glance
Why do you even go after him like an ant goes after a treat like a fly goes after a dump I don’t understand
And likewise, I am after you
But I’m not a fly, don’t want to be one
Now I won’t work hard for you like an ant does
Still in the end I want an answer to that god damn question
What is that he has that I don’t?