Flavor Of The Weak — текст песни (American Hi-Fi)

She paints her nails and she don`t know,
He`s got her best friend on the phone.
She`ll wash her hair, his dirty clothes,
Or all he gives to her.
And he`s got posters on the wall
Of all the girls he wished she was.
And he means everything to her.

Her boyfriend,
He don`t know
Anything
About her.
He`s too stoned,
Nintendo.
I wish that I could make her see,
She`s just the flavor of the weak.

It`s Friday night and she`s all alone,
He`s a million miles away.
She`s dressed to kill, but the TV`s on,
He`s connected to the sound.
And he`s got pictures on the wall
Of all the girls he`s loved before,
And she knows all his favorite songs.

Her boyfriend,
He don`t know
Anything
About her.
He`s too stoned,
Nintendo.
I wish that I could make her see,
She`s just the flavor of the weak.
Yeah.

Her boyfriend,
He don`t know
Anything
About her.
He`s too stoned,
He`s too stoned,
He`s too stoned,
He`s too stoned.

Her boyfriend,
He don`t know
Anything
About her.
He`s too stoned,
Nintendo.
I wish that I could make her see,
She`s just the flavor of the weak.
Yeah she`s the flavor of the weak.
She makes me weak.