She's still party blonde who has always had her way Now just another hanger on with a faded He's gonna be a leading man in the Cooper mold Now at a pretzel stand but it's him that's gettin' sold
Big dreamer take the town but she's runnin' out of time Still singin' at a lounge to a house of drooling swine Self satisfied narcissist a body like a God He's that's all there is but I don't want that job
Streets of pain, oh, don't hear the cryin' Streets of pain felt the tears Streets of pain, oh, they keep on lyin' Get it through your head 'cause some things never
Won't it finally be obvious that there's little chance? Can't they see it's a Greyhound bus and not handsome prince? anybody satisfied with the average girl next door? Does she have to be glamorized so the world will love her
Streets of pain, sinkin' a rock in a river Streets of pain never felt so cold, Streets of pain than a snake can slither Not to all the stories never told
Pretty becomes a socialite, standin' in somebody else's light Anything can happen late at night, in the she'll be out of sight Made a million on a streak, threw it all away as foolishly One of many comic tragedies, what can there be?
So you get on the road to the desolation station And you better all you own, it's a permanent vacation We're waitin' with open arms but it isn't what it seems Just looking for the boulevard on the of broken dreams
Streets of pain, oh, they don't hear the of pain never felt the tears Streets of pain, oh, they just keep on Get it through your 'cause some things never change
Streets of pain, sinkin' like a in a river Streets of pain never so cold Streets of pain lower than a snake can Not to mention all the never told
Streets of pain, streets of of pain Streets of pain, of pain of pain