He was pretty,
but not in a way he looked
just in a way he was.
He was pretty,
so I stared and smiled at him
while he wasn't looking.
He was pretty
and I wanted to scream it out
until he hears me.
He was pretty,
and I couldn't take my eyes
off of him.
He was pretty,
so pretty, that pretty
wasn't enough for him.
- just a girl next door
