Belle of the Ball

Do you truly deserve it? Did inheritance reserve it? That vanity mirror - that mirror On your wall You never fully see me No chance you hear me Yeah, you're the fairest The fairest of them all So after all You're the bell of the ball The queen of that Nothing No Nothing at all I'd do anything Not to dream that dream - The one where you fold Just before I can call You're the belle of the ball I used to think I knew you Yeah, babe - the real you The salt of the earth Plus the faults of your youth So after all You're the belle of the ball The queen of that nothing No nothing at all I'd do anything Not to dream that dream The one where you fold Just before I can call You're the bell of the ball I'd rather stiff your kiss Than touch your fingertips The former I hold my grip The latter, I slip I gather you have faith Around your daddy's waist I'm just the Sin - sworn in For your sake For your sake You forsake So after all You're the bell of the ball The Queen of my nothing, my nothing at all My nothing at all My nothing at all