There are worse things i could do, than go with a boy or two
Even though the neighborhood thinks i'm trashy and no good
I suppose it could be true, but there are worse things i could do
I could flirt with all the guys, smile at them and bat my eyes
Press against them when we dance, make them think they stand a chance
Then refuse to see it through, that's a thing i'd never do
I could stay home every night, wait around for mr. right
Take cold showers every day, and throw my life away
On a dream that won't come true
I could hurt someone like me, out of spite and jealously
I don't steal and i don't lie, but i can feel and i can cry
A fact i'll bet you never knew
But to cry in front of you, that's the worst thing i could do