Unfair, You Say?
Unfair, you say?
You know nothing of unfair
Unfair is having an oh-so-perfect girl
First, steal the boy you love
Second, get into all of the finals in a big inter-school acting competition, and you getting in, um, none
Third, have perfect hair, skin, nails, grades, clothes... let's see, everything?
Fourth, being a total b-tch, and catty, and everybody still loves her
And fifth, making it so that the boy you love doesn't know that you're alive
So, now do you speak of unfair?
If you do, then I pity you
Because it really doesn't get much worse than this
Her being mere feet away
And you feeling like a dirt stain on the floor
Because she's so perfect