Sad Girl - Robert Francis

You’re in your Green Bucks jersey

With the blue hair, colors everywhere

You’re acting like you don’t care

You’re drinking whiskey and coke

From a big gulp, through a Red Vine

I can lie and say I’m fine

But rain is falling on the gulf shores

Kids are playing in the run-off of a big storm

You and I are in this hotel

Gambling on the future, hope it goes well

Sad girl (sad girl)

You don’t want to complicate this complicated world

You just want to be a sad girl (sad girl)

You don’t want to complicate this complicated world

Your eyes are two trap doors

You’re on all fours and we’re indoors

Well, I’ve always been all yours

You let me have control so I can lose it all

You like to pretend

But you don’t know when is when

Sensitivity is so frail

I think I must’ve met you in a nightmare

I’m a quarter-century old

Only you can put tomorrow on hold

You just want to be a sad girl (sad girl)

You don’t want to complicate this complicated world

You just want to be a sad girl (sad girl)

You don’t want to complicate this complicated world

Sad girl (sad girl)

You don’t want to complicate this complicated world

You just want to be a sad girl (sad girl)

You don’t want to complicate this complicated world

(Sad girl)

(Sad girl)

(Sad girl)