she says ok, pick me up about 7 o'clock    he never shows up, he never shows up    "how could he do this to me?", she says    "doesn't he know who i am?!"       sits alone in her room    stares at the ceiling fan    spinnin' round and round    spinning in her head she dreams herself    with a boy who    can romance her, maybe even play football   someone to love her    to take her to the prom and show her off    a boy who cares    enough to take her to the movies       she has these dreams that fill her head    thoughts that popularity bred    she wonders now if she'll ever be...    as cool as the rest of the team    she needs to know what she can do    she needs to think just like they do    cries herself to sleep everynight    she doesn't even even know why    she doesnt even know why       i know a secret about you i know your secret