I'm the girl you never chose to look at
To you, I'm just a product from an outlet
It wasn't that I was invisible to you
But you see right past through me.
Now you're telling me I'm beautiful
Because you can't get your dream girl
I've heard you uttered those same words
So many times, that they have no meaning anymore.
I don't want to be your backup
I'm not some random girl at a pub
I don't need your leftover love
I don't want to be your second best.
