text: I met a boy whos sweet like cherry pie
  Hes a new type of a picture perfect guy
  Waved him down on the corner of fifth avenue
  He waved back, but turns out I was not the one that he was waving to
  I know hes right for me
  But Im not right for him
  And if I try to play along, dont think Ill ever win
  Swinging, swinging, swinging for the other team
  Its such a shame
  Im not even in the game
  I met a boy who seems too good to be true
  Dirty blonde locks, and his eyes are a sparkly blue
  Gave him a smile, and he turned to walk my way
  But then he walked right past me towards another man
  He didnt notice me
  I guess I have a thing for guys that arent in my own league
  The ones I know
  They dont know shit
  They always quit
  They cant commit
  They just know how to leave