Boy you donÂ’t make sense to me
Cause I donÂ’t have much to offer
But my heart and soul
And I guess thatÂ’s not enough
For you to notice me
IÂ’m just your girl
And I guess thatÂ’s all IÂ’ll ever be to you .
Mirror, mirror on the wall
WhoÂ’s got the most inflated ego of them all?
Thinks he can make a booty call
Thinks he is so loveable
Thinks he is the perfect man, that I should never let go
And thatÂ’s why I let him go