Pretty things
Fresh out of their teens
Not ready for the world in a world of bad dream

But is it self esteem?
Cause you're almost on your knees
Out looking for a good time

But time's not on their side

Tonight her tights shake a little loose

Feeling woozy, not floozy
But the booze makes her less choosy
You'll stumble and tumble to new bruises

On three hundred dollar shoes
While you're giving me the blues


It's a thin thin line between a good and a bad idea
So should I bite my tongue beforei tell you how
I really feel


Watch out for those cute girls
Cute girls


You sing along with the same old song
Blasting out a car window passing

Down your boulevard
Tonight
Under another unforgiving sreetlight