Blonde dyed hair,
Pretty blue eyes,
A clumsy girl,
Who never lies.
Long lashes,
A popular kid,
She isn't only
A dumb blonde chick.
Then there's her,
Dark brown hair,
Green eyes,
I love them, I swear.
But she doesn't like me,
Even as a friend,
I'm just always liked less,
I'm the 'second' friend.
Those two girls
Are the girls who caught my heart,
They're both wild enough
To steal a shopping cart.
And I was infatuated with both,
My lungs were filled with butterflies,
And I'll remember you as
The pretty girls with the beautiful eyes.