On the outside I seem so calm
on the inside my mind screams insanity
I wish that I could say
that I'm perfectly sane
but that lie would be a little lame
I'm lost in the get go
where everybody screams at you
calling you a whore
because you kissed a guy
and he told everyone a lie
because I wouldn't let it go to far
but that's exactly what he wanted
so instead he yelled to the world
yeah I got with her
she's the brand new whore
I felt like a calf
getting labeled with brand
by his bare hand
I liked him
I thought he really liked me too
but the worst happens to the best of us
like an army falling one by one by one
he picked up the girls played them like a toy
and dropped them when he got bored
I asked them, really who's the whore?
the guy gets with all the girls and he's so cool
and a girl does the same yet we call her the whore
to me it makes no sense
its like we're all playing pretend
but where's the pretty little whore in the end?
Long gone with his friends
stuck in ditch sucking on the past
he didn't go to college
he never got accepted
turns out all that stuff
turns up on the college application