When the lights go down. When you're stuck here in this town. With nowhere to go. So you escape through the radio. And you worked all week. To barely make ends meet.
She wore a dress with cherries on it. Going somewhere where she'd be wanted. A town this small, all they do is talk. No wedding ring, chipped fingernail polish.
Sometimes I'm an ordinary girl, wrapped in my ordinary world. I just wanna listen to the rain, and stay in bed all day. Other times I'm extraverted, speak my mind and I don't worry who,.