It’s basketball, I’m keeping score
She is watching from the door
Her pretty little green eyed gaze
Watching as her boyfriend plays

I say “hi”, after the game
She forgets my fucking name
Quite an impression I have made
Over the whole last decade

Thirteen years since we have met
And my name, she still forgets
I’m the dork who keeps the score
Spreads the gossip, nothing more

He’s popular, all hot and cool
As shallow as a kiddy pool
She has long hair, a tiny nose
Always wearing short tight clothes

The sad story of how they met
At a party, smoking cigarettes
He was stoned, she was drunk
He told her that he could dunk

I saw him laugh, and smack her ass
And I could tell that this would last
Though the meeting was rather crude
Apparently, true love ensued

Because they are never apart
It’s true love… or they aren’t smart
She still flirts with other guys
And every night, alone she cries

Maybe it is all the beers
That she’s had over the years
They’ve erased her common sense
Either that, or she’s just dense

In the halls, they do embrace
Bruises decorate her face
Yes that’s right, her boyfriend beats
Don’t worry, she also cheats

And beneath the starry night
He grabs her waist and holds her tight
He’s never gonna let her go
Despite her cries and screams of “no!”

I promise you, they’ll never split
I promise you, they won’t commit
Splitting up would hurt their pride
They’re doomed to be side by side

Couples that are always fighting
Together just strictly in writing
She’s in love with such a jerk
Claiming that true love’s at work

He’s in love with a dumb slut
He loves for her tiny butt
And beneath the speckled sky
I'm just the quiet nameless guy

Do you ever ask if cupid
Is insane, or maybe stupid?
I stare alone, at those poor two
As for me,  I’m stupid too…