Nothing pleases me
Nothing pleases me like you
Not like you used to do
Miss America
Falls down when she comes up
She smiles and lights another cigarette
Her days are but a moment on this earth
And all she asks from me are words
Strangers stare her way
When she rides the train
She tries harder to get on with life
The ghost in her machine
Is drowning by the stream
It's her who took the hope from my designs
Her days are but a moment on this earth
And all she asks from me are words
She doesn't take a chance on you
And yet you're blinded to the truth