Fuck With Sad Girls

She looks through
The rearview.
While the rest just
Seem to pass her by.

Always watching the world through the corner,
Of an eye.
She sits like a bird
Just about to fly.

'Cause no one really wants to fuck with sad girls.
No one wants to see the cracks the make-up doesn't hide.
'Cause she's no one's girl, or little pearl.
Who wants to see the inside?
'Cause no one really wants to fuck with sad girls.

She wakes up, in last night's make-up.
It's just one more
Of the days in her life.

Always watching the world through the corner,
Of an eye.
She sits like a bird,
Just about to fly.

But no one really wants to fuck with sad girls.
No one wants to see the cracks the make-up doesn't hide.
'Cause she's no one's girl, or little pearl.
Who wants to see the inside?
'Cause no one really wants to fuck with sad girls.
Ain't that right?

So here's to,
The rearview.
Whatever helps you
To never bat an eye.

'Cause no one really wants to fuck with sad girls.
No one really wants to fuck with sad girls.
No one really wants to fuck with sad girls.

Be sad girl, be sad girl, be sad boys.
Be sad girl, be sad girl, be sad boys.
Be sad girl. Be sad girl. Be sad girl.

'Cause no one really wants to fuck with sad girls.