Shoes. Lyrics

Standing in the bathroom practicing his smile and wink

Draining any last remaining bits of heart down that dirty little sink

He kisses his reflection and makes sure his cumber buns undone

To ensure easy access to his idea of fun

So what's wrong my dear with a little A-C-T-I-O-N?

You just want to show her your favorite way of being her best friend.

So why don't you, why don't you, why don't you

Just do what you rented this tux for?

It's astounding you can still maintain a grin



You got black coat and tie

She got white teeth and eyes

Looks like her hand's in yours

Time to take care of your chores



You're getting a little too cool for your own shoes



She's having trouble climbing up the hotel steps

In disbelief that she didn't see what was coming next

But she won't, but she won't, but she won't

Tell you to take her home in hope

That you really meant you just wanted to spend some time alone



You got too much love for the wrong adventures

She got too much faith in your intentions

Is it that hard to see?

This ain't the prom queen that she wanted to be



You're getting a little too cool for your own shoes

She's wasting a lot of her time trying to kill the mood for you

So try to block out her crying and just do what you came here to do



You're letting yourself astray from that little boy with the broken bowtie blues

You're getting a little to cool for your own shoes

She's wasting a lot of her time trying to kill the mood for you

So try to block out her crying and just do what you came here to do



Just do what you came here to do