See her pretty and quiet
Think you're lucky to make it
Oh you wouldn't feel high right now
If you could see what just went through her mind
She collects all the misery and keeps them in a crooked line
She never gives it for free
You're gonna come to further behind
She only has this one dream
Nothing matters there so long as you heard about it
She's so perfectly square
She could cut you down without breathing
Kind of car that she'd drive in
Is best that money could buy
And her clothes are the finest
But it's wrong when she smiles
She's obsessed with herself
She never tried
She's on some other side all the time
She's gonna cry
Any one of these old nights
Never knew that two eyes could fall on you like a knife
And a morning so white
Somehow you know this time you are out of time
She's obsessed with herself