she is a mess.
i wonder what’s behind her plastic br**sts
she is convinced everything’s fine
there’s nothing i can say to change her mind
what the h*ll is wrong with you?
what am i supposed to do
to get you out of your bedroom?
she wants to be alone
shirley wants to be alone
she is obsessed
with her ex-boyfriend that treated her like sh*t
waiting in line,
wasting her time
for someone that she should’ve left behind
when will she ever get a clue?
that you have better things to do,
than sit and cry inside your room