What are you looking for?

Two years I'm caught up with you
One year I've been nothing but a friend
This year you avoid me when you can
What the hell did I do?

Is it because of her
With her Hollister and Abercrombie shit?
Or is it because of me
With my plain jeans and t-shirt bit?

Are you looking for a girl
As fake and a follower as she
Or do you want a girl
As real and free as me?

I can't stop thinking about you
Ugh, it's driving me crazy!
Do you find this funny?
I can't call you a friend,
But she can call you baby?

Give me two years more
And I'll probably move on
At least that's what I tell myself
Because it hurts to the very core