She spends her money on magazines
She gets her nails done once a week
She drinks coffee all day, watches “Sex and the City”
Plays hard on a Friday night
She's just discovered herself and she goes where she goes
And she keeps her love in check
She's got better things to waste her time on
Than some sweet-talkin' man
I see that look in her eyes
Is it real or just disguise?
I just don't understand
I just don't understand, yeh
We talk deep in the night on her balcony
Drinking whiskey and cheap red wine
She cries tears that are real and her make-up runs
And she seems to be so lost
But even as I take her in my arms
And try to kiss those tears away
I can feel her start to disappear
See that look in her eyes
Is it real or just disguise?
I just don't understand
I just don't understand, yeh
I thought I'd be the one to save her
I thought I'd be the one
I just can't read those signs
I just don't understand
I just don't understand, yeh
I just don't understand
I just don't understand