Black dress, with the tights underneath,
I've got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth,
And she's an actress, but she ain't got no need,
She's got money from parents in a trust fund back east.
Bruises cover your arms,
Shaking in the fingers with the bottle in your palm,
And the best is, no one knows who you are,
Just another girl alone at the bar?
i bet you think this song is about you, ox.