Lyrics

She is the girl that creates her own world What makes you think that it's the right idea? Her perfunctory glance still feels like random chance It's a plan to make her words seem more sincere The TV's on So I won't get to sleep tonight Her come on It's not enough to feel alright If I were 21 She would only be 13 It's no fun Or at least it isn't fun for me Oh oh oh oh oh She's my ex-friend girl The girl who cleared herself a space in my world Oh oh oh oh oh She's my ex-friend girl She's a razor made of chocolate and curls She's in graduate film school at NYU But she's out west for the summer She's been to Paris and she thinks that makes her "so rad" The accent she affects is just rubbish I'm sunk in I've drunk myself past better judgement It's funny But I thought I was really feeling something Four long weeks Stranded in another country When she speaks I'm reminded I am nothing Oh oh oh oh oh She's my ex-friend girl The girl who cleared herself a space in my world Oh oh oh oh oh She's my ex-friend girl She's a razor made of chocolate and curls She has a boyfriend back east that I'll probably never meet He can't be happy with the situation If it makes you feel any better, I feel equally pathetic I wish I could resist the invitation She's so mean And it means a lot to me She's real keen On keeping me where she wants me to be She's so mean And I'm so not anything The more I see Does not point to the contrary Oh oh oh oh oh She's my ex-friend girl The girl who cleared herself a space in my world Oh oh oh oh oh She's my ex-friend girl She's a razor made of chocolate and curls Oh oh oh oh oh She's my ex-friend girl I bring you diamonds and she asks me for pearls Oh oh oh oh oh She's my ex-friend girl