She wears a Joy Division t-shirt,
but she doesn't like the music.
It's too depressing and she likes to go out dancing.
Late night maneuvers while her parents think she's sleeping.
And she drinks until she's spinning.
Lights are flashing and with every pill she's popping.
A new beginning, but the sun is coming up now.
The music's stopping and she smears your face with kisses.
And they smell like cherry lip gloss.
Cherry lip gloss.
Cherry lip gloss.
Cherry lip gloss.
Cherry.
One day you're gonna wonder how you got so lost.
Now whatever happened to all of your dreams?
When you're lying next to a man that you hate.
Lie awake and listen to the babies scream.
I know you were born just to die in this town.
But this town has a way of making you feel so small.
So don't be going again into big ideas.
Cause you're not going anywhere else at all.
Now she's 40 and she's naughty.
Or 40 something at a nightclub on a Friday.
The babysitter called,
she can't stay out past midnight.
The kids are fighting and she's got work in the morning.
It's so predictable.
She danced for some martinis.
And knows about what she is missing on the TV.
Her feet are hurting,
then her favorite song starts playing.
And she remembers all the stolen late night kisses.
That tasted just like cherry lip gloss.
Cherry lip gloss.
Cherry lip gloss.
Cherry lip gloss.
One day you're gonna wonder how you got so lost.
And whatever happened to all of your dreams?
When you're lying next to a man that you hate.
Lie awake and listen to the babies scream.
I know you were born just to die in this town.
But this town has a way of making you feel so small.
So don't be going again into big ideas.
Cause you're not going anywhere else at all.