She THINKS she's cute
She THINKS she's smart
She THINKS she's all that
She THINKS she's a part...
Of our clique, clique, clique
But she ain't and she don't even know it
We laugh at her and not with her
We talk to her, because when she turns her back
We stab her
She THINKS she's the one
She THINKS she's fun
She THINKS she's special
She THIINKS she's won...
The fight, FIGHT! FIGHT!
Scream the students in the hall way
As she's lying on the ground, covering her face
She's helpless, defenseless, and ashamed
Thought she had friends, but it was all fake
She can't be thinking clearly now
And the sad part is that this is what they THINK!
Oh no, I saw it all coming, because I KNOW hate
I KNOW what they had planned, but it's NOT in my fate
She KNOWS herself
She KNOWS her work
She KNOWS her supporters
She KNOWS her worth
So, they can keep thinking what they want to think