She sits alone on her phone
With no where to call home
She's feeling lost
And she's so; so out of her depth
And when you're getting on
You should really be a little more mature
'Cause you're getting in the way
You're getting in the way
She's feeling lost; what a shock
As she's standing above us
No where to hide
And she's so; so out of her depth
And you can't understand the feeling that she's feeling
But when it comes down to it; it really has no meaning yeah
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That's pretty misleading
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I don't know what she's feeling
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She's missus misleading
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And in this world she's succeeding
Running down those streets at night
She's going no where not left not right
And she's stuck with her four windows
And the sound of the streets keeping her up at night
She doesn't know whether to fight, whether to laugh or whether to cry
But she's alright; she's alright
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That's pretty misleading
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Ba, Da, Da, Da
I don't know what she's feeling
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She's missus misleading
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And in this world she's succeeding