Ben Lee Pathetic
R.J. Johnson/B. Lee Things seemed so nice for the first few weeks Didn't care - she didn't notice me Then I asked her does she wanna hang out Get something to eat She said I'm just another guy with high hopes A real sorry sight I'm also half her height I'm just another guy in the crowd She laughed at me I died I wrote her a song, took me a real long time To get everything to rhyme Read in a magazine girls like it best When you're honest with them She said the song sucked big time I'm a talentless clown She doesn't want me around She said the final goodbye A punch in my eye I died, I died