Flavor of the Weak

She doesn't know
So out of place
Don't let her see her face
Just tell her it's fine
There's no need to wine and dine
Just make her feel sparks once in a while
She'll give it up
And give it all
She won't even see the wall
She's trapped in
Hours pass and she's at the same spot sitting
She's a blank canvas
Make her into anything
And when you're done and gone
She fades into nothing
And the songs she used to like
Just bring old memories
When someone told her how to be
She almost had a unique thought
But once again, it's lost
In her facade of being driven
It's hard to be the shell of a good person
Attracts the same kind of people
A little variation
But she's what a basic guy would seek
She's the flavor of the weak