she says ok, pick me up about 7 o'clock
he never shows up, he never shows up
"how could he do this to me?", she says
"doesn't he know who i am?!"

sits alone in her room
stares at the ceiling fan
spinnin' round and round
spinning in her head she dreams herself
with a boy who
can romance her, maybe even play football
someone to love her
to take her to the prom and show her off
a boy who cares
enough to take her to the movies

she has these dreams that fill her head
thoughts that popularity bred
she wonders now if she'll ever be...
as cool as the rest of the team
she needs to know what she can do
she needs to think just like they do
cries herself to sleep everynight
she doesn't even even know why
she doesnt even know why

i know a secret about you i know your secret