Antisocial Girl
Evil Kevin La Bounty
Sitting on the stairwell
You were eating lunch
Blocking all the people
Just your way of fun
When the class is quiet
She drops her books upon the floor
When there's people coming
She never holds the door
Sweet antisocial
Look up at me
Sweet, sweet antisocial
She never smiles
Going to her locker
The one she painted black and blue
Put inside a card I made
Tell her, "I love you"
Been a week, and nothing's said
She walks by, I drop my head
I wonder if she read?
But then she smiled