I wish that I could give breath
To the women I’ve created
In paragraphs and paragraphs
I’ve written to this date
And set them all upon my desk, choose one to ignore
Just to even the score
All the biggest plays I missed
’cause I was sitting over on the sidelines
All the precious faces that
Refused to date someone outside the guidelines
Well, high school begins with worship for the leisure class
You swear you’ll overcome it
But your envy doesn’t seem to pass
How similar the shopping but at different stores
We’ve got to even the score
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