Girl with the suede leather shoes.

Hey girl over there with the suede leather shoes
Chain smoking till your mind is a mess
You don’t fool me with your jet black make-up
You’re hiding your heart with your dress

Your gaze it clouds over, your polka dot eyes
And you lean back and look so serene
Your expressionless smirk is aimed with despise
But at nothing in particular
With no means

Your misdirected nothingness, it’s anger, I know
Though you’d rather die than let your true feelings show
Your heart, it beats, but you’re going nowhere
Inside, you’re scared, cos there’s no-one you know there

So cover it up and disguise what you think
Just stand, mysterious, till he buys you a drink
It’s better to be empty than way, way too full
It’s better to pretend
To not feel anything at all

You think that you’re unique
Just like everybody else does
But you’re not one of those girls
Just waiting for true love

This story, it’s gone on too long, for it to end well
What’s the use in a heaven, when you’re living in hell

You’re not half as numb as you pretend to be,
Girl over there, with the suede leather shoes
It’s an act you despise, that your heart is as empty
As your glass, and it’s just as able to shatter, too

So overwrite it with fiction, and keep your cold stare
But you’re stuck in your head, pretending your heart isn’t there
And keep yourself closed, never let anyone in
But just remember, with me, your tale’s wearing thin

I know that you’re tired and sick of your drained soul
I know that it’s easier to pretend that you’re whole

Whole and emotionless, cold, that’s you
But when you come out, wake up, be true
Here is where I’ll be, smiling down at you

Because you don’t fool me, girl with the suede leather shoes.