Pop Girl/Space Cadet

You hit the nail on the head

With your portrait of the newest space cadet

And the way that you blend

All the colors into the red horizon

It’s truly a work of art

I wouldn’t have it any other way

So baby whip my soul into shape

And get me ready for the next spring

Watch the plants grow for inspiration

Maybe it could inspire some song

And when your heart rings true

I never ever ever look away

And that’s why I’m leaving you

It was never same, it never could be

Groaning on and on and on about the war

I didn’t even have to think twice

You complimented me on my song

I guess you’re sweet I never knew that

But then again your calves are like sticks

So I guess the loss isn’t that bad

But when you’re walking away

And I see you plant a kiss

On some other space cadet

And it’s my golden rule to

Never ever make a fool

Out of myself for some boy

And when you’re one of the pop girls

You don’t get to make the rules

You just sing to your hearts content

And that’s why I’ll die alone

But I’m not too sad

At least I get to sing about it

At least I get to sing about it

And I’m not too sad about it

I’ll just play the game

And never ever cry about it