Story Behind The Song
Real life. Not fitting in, but desperately trying to.
Song Description
Playing the role of the party-girl even though no one likes her, a young teenager who hangs around despite not being welcome will be used by the "popular" crowd.
| Song Length |
3:17 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock, Unique - Unclassified |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Moving, Depressing |
Subject |
Conformity, Loneliness |
| Similar Artists |
No Doubt, The Talking Heads |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
She?s one more fashion victim
Who?s fastened to the ball
She gives it everything though they don?t want it at all
The box is playing songs that she can?t recognize
She dances all alone
They can?t believe their eyes
Calling her their dirty names
They whisper loud enough she feels ashamed
Underneath the stars
Can they be all that far
She wonders who they are
The conversation turns to subjects close to home
The clothes she?s wearing or the smell of her cologne
Their disapproval flashes from their sharp white teeth
They?re pulling faces from the ones that lie beneath
Bruises from their cruel punch lines
When they?re dropping names she falls behind
She smells the plastic flowers
She spills her drink (onto her dress)
She holds her breath for an hour
She?s not dead
But it feels that way
She?s just a fashion victim
Who?s fastened to the ball
They?re almost done with her, they?ll nail her to the wall
So when the party?s over
They show her to the door
Though everybody?s left she wants to stay for more
A change of heart
A change of plans
She?ll take on all that she can stand (and she can)