Born between the covers of your fashion books
You think you can make it, girl, on just your looks
But you could never bring me up
Between us stands a wall
No, I don't think you know me at all
Believing in the promise painted in your smile
I've chased what I was running from, girl, all my life
I've known you a hundred times in memories I recall, but
I don't think you know me at all
I don't think you know me at all.