In Crowd

by TRAGiC BEAUTY   Aug 8, 2006


One second she's my best friend
The next she's with those girls,
Instead of wearing her usual wristband,
She's wearing a necklace of pearls

She's wearing her hair in a different way,
Just to please the queen bee,
She's turned into one of them,
And has no time for me

She all of a sudden is wearing heels,
And the pants are all thrown out,
This is not the girl I used to know,
I don't know what this is all about

We used to be the best of friends,
But not to this day,
Because the in-crowd,
Stole my best friend away

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