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