I met a girl, I liked her face
I added her to my myspace
She said she didn't like my shoes
I cried into my rucksack

I liked the badges that she wore
She shared my taste in emocore
I bought a brand new cardigan
But it was not enough

And though this love was not requited
I remember feeling quite excited
When I bumped into her in a record shop
And helped her pick up the cds she'd dropped
And though we both wore eyeliner
And we both dressed in black
I made 100 mixtapes...
...She never made one back.