FlavoroftheWeak

Flavor of the Weak - American Hi-Fi

She paints her nails, and she don't know,
He's got her best friend on the phone.
She'll wash her hair, his dirty clothes,
Are all he gives to her.

And he's got posters on the wall,
Of all the girls he wished she was,
And he means everything to her.

Chorus:
Her boyfriend,
He don't know,
Anything, about her.
He's too stoned,
Nintendo,
I wish that i could make her see.
She's just the flavor of the weak.

It's friday night, she's all alone,
He's a million miles away.
She's dressed to kill, but the TV's on,
He's connected to the sound.
And he's got pictures on the wall,
Of all the girls he's loved before,
And she knows all his favorite songs.

(Chorus)

Her boyfriend,
He don't know,
Anything about her.
He's too stoned,
He's too stoned,
He's too stoned,
He's too stoned.

(Chorus)

Yeah she's the flavor of the weak.
She makes me weak