Socialite

She got a brand new car
A lap dog and a yard
She wears high heels just for fun
And lipstick just because
She can't hold you, so she pretends
That you're somebody not worth holding
And you can't let her in, so she pretends
That you're somebody not worth holding

Would you believe
Would you believe
She's out of reach
She doesn't need
She doesn't need you no more

Dreamed you were six feet tall
Dreamed you were nothing but noise
Can't recall what you look likе
Or the sound of your voice
Can't remеmber who your friends are
Can't remember where you went
Now you're scared of getting left out
For the state that you're in
She got a place in the city
Far away from where you live
She started hearing about you
Counting the shit she don't give
Her eyes will hold you up
God knows you can't resist her
You're a step on the pavement
Turn and watch her walk by
You made her who she is now
And I don't think you'd try
She's calling all of the shots
Take cover

She don't need you no
No more, no more
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
No more, no more
Oh, oh, oh
She don't need you no
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Oh, oh, oh
She don't need you no more
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Oh oh oh
Would you believe
Would you believe