Flavor Of The Weak Lyrics - American Hi-Fi

Flavor Of The Weak
by American Hi-Fi
She paints her nails and she don't know
He's got her best friend on the phone
She'll wash her hair, his dirty clothes
for all he gives to her
and he's got posters on the wall
of all the girls he wished she was
and he means everything to her
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Her boyfirend, he don't know
anything about her
he's too stoned, Nintendo
I wish that I coud make her see
She's just the Flavor of the Weak

I't Friday night and She's all alone
He's a million miles away
She's dressed to kill, but the TV's on
He's connected to the sound
and he's got pictures on the wall
of all the girls he's loved before
and she knows all his favorite songs

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Bridge:
Her boyfriend, He don't know
anything about her
He's too stoned
He's too stoned
He's too stoned
He's too stoned

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Yeah she's the Flavor of the Weak
She makes me weak