Boring Girls

[Verse 1]
"Boring girl, don’t hurt yourself"
He says as he’s making up the bed
'Cause his life’s a mess
And we’re sleeping around
I’m chain smoking in my night dress
He makes excuses, he forgets my name
Boring boy, I’m sick of your boring face

[Chorus]
This boring world is full of boring girls
And in his moronic world
I’m this boring girl

[Verse 2]
Pretty thing, don’t hurt yourself
You should know he stays with me when he’s in town
She’s a model, I’m a motel
She finished college
I don’t play guitar too well

[Chorus]
This boring world is full of boring girls
And in his moronic world, she’s a boring
We’re his boring girls

[Outro]
Boring boy, don’t hurt yourself
I don’t think they have guitars in hell