Flavor Of The Weak - American Hi-Fi

She paints her nails

And she don’t know

He’s got her best friend on the phone

She’ll wash her hair

His dirty clothes

Are all he gives too her

And he’s got posters on the wall

Of all the girls he wished she was

And he means everything to her

Her boyfriend

He don’t know

Anything about her age

too stoned

Nintendo

I wish that I could make her see

She’s just the flavor of the week

It’s friday night

And she’s all alone

He’s a million miles away

Shes dressed to kill

But the TV’s on He’s connected to the sound

And he’s got pictures on the wall

Of all the girls he’s loved before

And she knows all his favourite songs

Her boyfriend

He don’t know

Anything about her age

too stoned

Nintendo

I wish that I could make her see

She’s just the flavor of the week… yeah

Her boyfriend

He don’t know

Anything about her age

He’s too stoned

He’s too stoned

He’s too stoned

He’s too stoned

Her boyfriend

He don’t know

Anything about her age

too stoned

Nintendo

I wish that I could make her see

She’s just the flavor of the week

Yeah, she’s the flavor of the week

She makes me weak…