Broken Woman

A broken woman sits at the bar
Sipping gin and tonic
She thinks she's the star
The star of the dance floor
The goddess of love
She shakes to the music till the last song is gone

She wants to change
At least that's what she says
But she just can't relate
She just can't find herself
What a foolish broken woman

Her face is aging, oh, yes it is
The years take hold
She's got lines on her skin and marks on her soul
It's money she's after; pills are a must
She's clutching at life
But all she touches turns to dust

She wants to change
At least that's what she says
But she just can't relate
She just can't find herself
What a foolish broken woman

She is drunk and half crazy
Every night when she leaves the bar
And then she drives through the night
In her big shiny car
Nobody loves her; nobody cares
She's all by herself
No one wants to be there with her

She wants to change
At least that's what she says
But she just can't relate
She just can't find herself
What a foolish broken woman
She's got the broken woman blues