From the Album: Truant Wave
Pretty things
Fresh out of their teens
Not ready for the world in a world of bad dreams
But is it self esteem?
Cause you're almost on your knees
Out looking for a good time
But times not on their side
Tonight her tights snake a little loose
Feeling woozy, not a floozy
But the booze make her less choosy
You'll stumble and tumble to new bruises
On three hundred dollar shoes
While you're giving me the blues
It's a thin line between a good and a bad idea
So I should bite my tongue before I tell you how
I really feel
Watch out for those cute girls
Cute girls
You sing along with the same old song
Blasting out a car window passing
Down your boulevard
Tonight
Under another unforgiving streetlight
[Thanks to hopelesslyhopeful22 for correcting these lyrics]