Blonde hair falls just above her shoulders

She's nineteen, but she looks a little older

With the prom queen smile, the cool vintage style

You're obsessed with her, and I don't blame you for it.

But I'll never look like her

Not even if I tried

I'll never be cooler

Not even if I lied

Oh, she's whole where I am broken

She's great where I am good

And I'll never be like her

But you know I wish I could.