Flavor of the Weak

By: 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 to her.

And he's got posters on the wall

Of all the girls he wished she was

And he's everything to her



Chorus: Her boyfriend, he don't know Anything about her.

He's too stoned, Nintendo. I wish that I could make her see,

She's just the flavor of the weak.



It's Friday night and she's all alone,

he's a million miles away She's 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 favorite songs (Chorus)



CHORUS 2: Her boyfriend, he don't know

Anything about her. He's too stoned,

He's too stoned, He's too stoned, He's too stoned



END: Yeah she's the flavor of the weak,

She makes me weak