There's a girl
With a green backpack
And she's invisible
But nobody thinks to ask
How she's doing
How she's doing
There's a girl
With black in her hair
But the dye is fading
And nobody seems to care
If she's losing
If she's losing
And there's a girl
With the coolest friends
They're smoking round the back of school
Just praying for the end
And I've seen it
But I don't believe it
And there's a girl
With these shitty clothes
She's got a shitty feeling
And tears running down her nose
Wish I could help her
But I don't know her
There's a girl
Who used to be here
But I'm moving now
And I haven't seen her since last year
Wish I'd spoken to her
But if I had
Maybe she'd be something else
Something other than what I was
Imagining myself
Maybe I would hate her
Maybe I would hate her
But now I'll never know
'Cause it's too late for sure
Perhaps it's better that way
Maybe I didn't wanna know her after all