Her prettiness comes from the fact that she's not pretty
She is referred to in third person
She’s never had a love song written about her
And she never will

She tells me that she feels like the skin over a papercut
That's not yet healed
She believes that she's not quite real
I can’t tell her that she is
Because she's gone
And I guess I never really knew her
And no one seems to notice

Did I imagine that I liked her?
And is this line too long?
What a song

She is that scary girl that no one will approach
She won't shake my hand
She looks like the bassist from some punk rock band
She said she likes me

And every day is the last day of the beginning of my life
And every day is a rerun

And no one wants to watch
Because she is gone
And I guess I never really knew her
And no one seems to notice
And did I imagine that I liked her?
And is this line too long?
What a song

She was the scary girl
She was the scary girl
She was the scary girl
She was the scary girl