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 then bed 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 that I'd never do I could stay home every night Lay around for a bit, Mr. Right Take hot showers every day And throw my life away On a dream that won't come true I could hurt someone like me I'm a spider with jealousy And I don't steal and I don't lie But I can feel and I can cry In fact, I bet you never knew But to cry in front of you That's the worst thing I could do
