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