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