Fiona walks on her tippytoes
She's the cat in the room
That everybody knows
And if you don't know her
You're nobody at all
Fiona talks with a silver tongue
It's the centerpiece heirloom
Of a rough growing up
If you don't listen
You're nobody at all
She's self made, on display
Wearing her victories on her sleeve
Transcending all her sad endings
Rising up in a long-shot legacy
Fiona sees through a golden eye
She can read your lips
But she'd rather read your mind
And if you aren't honest
You're nobody at all
If you don't, if you don't
If you don't, if you don't
If you don't, if you don't
If you don't love her
You're nobody at all
She's self made, on display
Wearing her victories on her sleeve
Transcending all her sad endings
Rising up in a long-shot legacy
Self made, on display
Wearing her victories on her sleeve
Transcending all her sad endings
Rising up in a long-shot legacy
Fiona knows how to leave a room
She's got nothing to run from
And nothing to prove
If you don't miss her
You're nobody at all