Grace

She's bored She picks up the paper There's a magazine cover of the women that hate her But she doesn't care They don't got what she's got She takes a street with a smile in her beat 'Cause her high heels are taller than all of the other girls Taller than all of their empty stares Grace moves Moves with a graceful swing That you know your right and wrongs don't mean a thing She just swings her hips in the air Her confidence will kill you And when she pulls the trigger She's the only living proof that the world still cares 'Cause she knows you're just a little scared Something about her grace And all the boys are down on their knees And they're begging her please Please, please, please She just smiles Says go back to your mother, boys The half of you hate her The rest of you love her But you try, but you try, but she don't need you She's got all the love that she ever needs Something about her grace Something about her smile that I need from her Something about her smile that I need from her Something about her smile that I need from her 'Cause all my life, I saw her there Something about her grace that you want to take home today Something about her grace