That Girl

All eyes on her, center of all attention

All I can do is try to make a conversation

She shines, shines so bright

All framed in quilted silver

Her lies seem so fine

I'm just making conversation with myself

And who is that girl living in my house

She looks like me but she talks like someone else

Her eyes look a lot like mine

When she smiles right back from the other side

(That girl)

She moves with confidence, not afraid of every consequence

Her eyes look a lot like mine

When she smiles right back from the other side

(That girl)

Right back from the other side

She's wild and dimed, she knows important people

Can always turn a smile

Without a hesitation, she's someone else

But who is that girl living in my house

She looks like me but she talks like someone else

Her eyes look a lot like mine

When she smiles right back from the other side

(That girl)

She moves with confidence, not afraid of every consequence

Her eyes look a lot like mine

When she smiles right back from the other side

(That girl)

Right back from the other side

That girl