Annie

You're a little bit shy A little too quiet You're the mixed up girl That everybody leaves behind A little bit weird A little too bright But you just might be That little bomb at their side They'll pull your hair They'll leave you wide-eyed But did anbody wonder What Annie might have in mind Oh, no Chorus: There's something in the way she explains to me "please be careful, I exist in someone elses head" Oh, no There something in the way that she makes believe Please be careful Annie dreams that everyone is dead You're a little bit dry A little up tight You're the messed up girl That everybody tries to hide You've had enough They're too unkind But did anyone consider What Annie might have in mind Oh, no... (chorus after the whoa's repeat 'til the end)