She's a Poser

She's a poser, she's a poser

I can't think I like her any longer

She like punk rock and some hippie shit

Just depending on what the mood fitsShe's a social pretender

She's just a fictional winner

Why can't she make up her mind

I wish she'd learn to think

For herself some dayShe's a poser, she's a poser

She wants everyone to love her

She likes Ramones and the Boys to Men

And when she trips acid the Grateful DeadI know what she's trying to pretend to be

And she's not the first that I've seen

She goes from prep to punk on Friday nights

And dresses up just like Halloween