First impression You must have thought Typical and sweet Glasses on, hair pulled back Very misleading I'm not the girl You thought I was You got no
I get into the car Turn the radio up real far To shut out the noise So I can hear my voice There's a party on down the street But nobody invited me
Within these empty walls I've been talking to myself again You don't hear a word But, bother to explain it when You say that I should try But I feel
