Lyrics

She takes her time at broken windows Looking out at the streets of life She says her men don't understand her, no Too busy running for their lives She speaks But never thinks When she speaks 'Cause she thinks She is the life of the party But the truth is she's just A slow cold death to anybody Who tells her she's beautiful, no A girl like her can't handle Words like that And she's not sure just what she's drinking Only sure she needs no cure Don't know why her friends just leave her Standing there Only sure it can't be her She speaks But never thinks When she speaks 'Cause she thinks She is the life of the party But the truth is she's just A slow cold death to anybody Who tells her she's beautiful, no A girl like her can't handle Words like that She's been talking in her sleep But there's no one to tell her, so She makes a fool of herself in her dreams But there's none who'll ever know And while she swims across her seas She floats but never sinks 'Cause unlike you and unlike me She thinks She is the life of the party But the truth is she's just A slow cold death to anybody Who tells her she's beautiful, no A girl like her can't handle Words like that Words like that No, no, no
Writer(s): Cole Powell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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