Jock love

They will break your heart,
They lie to your face,
They don’t mean anything they say,
It wrecks your day.

Not all of them are the same,
It’s just one kind of guy,
That does this,
All he cares about is,
Playing with balls,
They are all the same,
A girl to a jock is like a trophy,
They’re just to look at,
And show off.

They don’t answer your calls,
They won’t speak to you in the halls,
They just play with their balls,
You’re just for show.

Not all of them are the same,
It’s just one kind of guy,
That does this,
All he cares about is,
Playing with balls,
They are all the same,
A girl to a jock is like a trophy,
They’re just to look at,
And show off.

I’m warning you,
You don’t wanna boy,
Who doesn’t even care,
He won’t kiss you,
Not even on a dare.

Not all of them are the same,
It’s just one kind of guy,
That does this,
All he cares about is,
Playing with balls,
They are all the same,
A girl to a jock is like a trophy,
They’re just to look at,
And show off.

© Becky Baillargeon 2009