Hotel cigarettes and fancy drinks
It's a poor poor girl's fantasy
The drunkards and despaired amongst billionaires
She's lookin' for a sugar daddy cuz her life ain't fair
When she gets back home she's feelin' lonely again
Still stuck on that boy and his asshole friends
She's been tryin' her best to live a life without sin
But she'd give herself up for just one more kiss
So spare her your side eyes
Keep movin' along and don't ask why
Words cut deeper than knives
And further fuel the vice
Low rise jeans and Calvin Klein undies
I get butterflies when you speak to me
You learned to love cheap drinks and hang out with the guys
And you lean on my shoulder when tears fill your eyes
Guess we're both used to livin' life without too much
Numbing our pain with fist-fulls of drugs
But when I call you beautiful you can't help but smile
And I sit and stare at your face for awhile
So spare her your side eyes
Keep movin' along and don't ask why
Words cut deeper than knives
And further fuel the vice
Hotel cigarettes and fancy drinks
It's a poor poor girl's fantasy
But she found her true love and made her escape
And she finally left behind all of her mistakes