There are worse things

I could do than go with a boy or two

Even though the neighborhood thinks

I'm trashy and no good

I suppose it could be true

But there are worse things I could do

I could flirt with all the guys

Smile at them and bat my eyes

Press against them when we dance

Make them think they stand a chance

Then refuse to see it

Through that's a thing I'd never do

I could stay home every night

Wait around for Mr Right

Take cold showers everyday

And throw my life away

On a dream that won't come true

I could hurt someone like me

Out of spite or jealousy

I don't steal and I don't lie

But I can feel and I can cry

A fact I'll bet you never knew

But to cry in front of you

That's the worst thing I could do