She comes in a box with a guarantee of nothing
Too fake, so shake man she's no remedy
Brown into blonde and black as noon
She's on to you
Think that the one making coffee could be
Better than the girl, who fell in love quickly
She said pick me to be the one who's going to see

You're so divine that
I may not find it
In her, or in any other way

Was it her on the sidewalk in the red
Or your best friend's sister or her friend instead
Or that thing the night before you thought you'd see
The one down the street just waiting for you
Oh swinging like the trees do, finding nature in all that's true
And what you see as she screams
Oh, followed by the good lord's name in vain
Drop an F-bomb and rush to your surprise
As you let the cigarette smoke rise, you rise, we rise

When it all comes down to
What you need to know
She's everywhere and I've tried to go
And take what she is giving
Inhale and start living and beat the reality of me
Oh I'm knowing this, yeah, girl you're so divine