Song Description

It is a love triangle between platonic friends and the rich guy she loves only because he represents the white picket fence, soccer mom dream she has for herself. Meanwhile, she's oblivious to her friend's crush on her.

Lyrics

My best friends a soccer mom
Wanna be, she wants to be the one
Who drives the kids home in a big enormous S.U.V...
...Venus on the half shell in designer clothes
So she goes

Her mantra sticks into my brain and
Contradicts my needing to be sane
As she explains to me about the man she loves so much
Who wouldn't touch her dreams with ten-foot poles
What's the goal? But she says:

I'm in love, I'm in love
and I would rather be alone with him
Than lonely by myself
I'm in love; I've given in
Believing that I've got a net below me
Though it's paper-thin
I'm in love and that's enough for me

My best friend must be half-blind
I've half a mind to tell her where to go
Doesn't she know that any glass half empty's not half full
Of all the things that life could have in store
Doesn't she want more

I don't want to stir things up
But here's a cup about to overflow
Ok I know I never show her how I really feel
Its trite, to say the truth might cost a friend
So I pretend, I pretend, but

And if I'm strong enough I can wait long enough for her to see CHORUS