Lyrics: Floral Terrace. Buildings Burn Up.

Shes got the kind of smile,
sitting in a doctors office,
Counting Tiles,
Counting Tiles,

Shes the kind of girl that only gets upset when the weather doesnt blow her direction,
shes point up north pointing at the star,
driving down streets and crashing her cars,

shes the kind of girl that keeps you,
up all night,
shes the kinda girl that stands out in a crowd of people,
with faces on the covers of magazines,
shes the kinda that stands out in a crowd of beautiful people unlike me