Left behind, I was hoping they would text me by nine Never mind Guess they'll never ever ever let me Inside And I'm hoping, wishing, waiting for them to invite me To something! Anything Left on read again Again No matter how hard I try to be the Perfect friend It doesn't make sense So I'll cut Cut my hair and Tear out the bed sheets Scream that it's not fair Let's give a hand for the runner, runner up! You! Were never good enough Runner, runner up with your Last place No face Always, always a disgrace Such a stupid waste of space Runner, runner up gotta Cut, cut, cut, cut Cutting out that bitter taste From your tongue which begs to stay Place yourself in their shoes Why should they even want you? Stop that begging Leave them alone They don't want you Anymore! You're a runner-up! A face within the crowd Boring, boring person You talk too loud!!! Felt alone In my company, they stuck to their phones You should know, that they won't let you in even if you grow And I'm hoping, wishing, waiting for Them to entice me To come along There's no hope Scream at me through texts Again No matter how hard I try to be the perfect friend Why won't it make sense!? So I'll cut, cut my hair and Tear out the tongue I used to declare Let's give a hand for the runner, runner up You! Were never good enough Runner, runner-up. With your Dumb- Ass Loud Laugh Always causing them to frown Never thinking Tone it down Runner, runner-up, gotta Cut, cut, cut, cut Cutting off those locks and strands From your head to discipline Place yourself in their shoes Why should they even want you?? Stop that begging Leave them alone They don't want you Anymore You're a runner-up! A face within the crowd Annoying-nnoying person you Talk Too Loud! Ah! Ahh! Ah! Runner-up! You're a- you're a- you're a runner-up