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When you're looking for a someone, and a someone comes along, It never enters in your head the thought that someone could be wrong And I tell you that you're pretty, but you toss and touch your head But you're never really special, you just realise you're average instead. And you try a wash away the crowd, play your music far too loud But everyone will just see that you're irritating people Hating just another single mother actually when you're not You think the films are funny, and I wish that I was shot Through the heart, with a dart, but I'm not But I'm not, but I'm not. And there's someone that you know, and they're sleeping at your place And there's something in his hair, and there's something on your face And you look him in the eyes, and then he's sitting on your floor And then you want to hold him close, but then he's walking out the door And all the songs you played this morning were about people like me Having fallen for, and slept with, and gotten drunk, and slept with, just like me And I know I'm not that great, and there are things about you that I hate And I know that I'm annoying too, but mostly when I think of you I feel that I am someone, who is irritating people Hating just another drunken lover, even if I'm not Your hair is multi-coloured and your eyes are all blood-shot And I wish that I was special, just like you But I'm not, but I'm not. But I'm not. But I'm not. From Letras Mania