She's been with every guy at school,
Her wardrobe is the worst.
You don't wanna know what goes on at home,
It's like ehr life is cursed.
Her name is on the bathroom walls,
Her phone number's there too,
None of the girls will talk to her,
She doesn't know what to do.
She's afraid to go home at night,
For fear of what awaits,
Can she fix the way she lives,
Or is this her fate?
Some of us will never know,
Her life's in her own hands,
Will she put a stop to this,
What will her mind demand?
Maybe she'll end it all,
Just because of you.
And your nasty little rumour,
She'll put a stop to that too.