Nice Dresses

It might not be all down hill from here,
She wants to get out of town but needs help shifting the gears,
Says she lost most of her friends to Toronto,
Doesn't feel like Queen West but wants to get out of London,
So we're finding money in unexpected places,
I'm finding myself with old friends in old situations,
Have another drink we're not very far,
My scales in the trunk and I'm parked behind the bar,

Looks like I'm back to running with the hunted
Borrowed cars with bags taped inside the bumper
Weak handshakes in cheap Westmount apartments
Pre-paid cell phones so we can change the number
She keeps pushing me out just to pull me back in,
Says she just wants to be friends,
She keeps pushing me out just to pull me back in
Well guess what I'm over it

Whores in nice dresses are still
Whores once you undress them,
And whores are still whores
Right until you forget them,
She doesn't even love me
She just loves to [bad word] me,
Maybe she just loves to [bad word] with me.

She keeps pushing me out just to pull me back in,
Says she just wants to be friends but I'm not into it
She keeps pushing me out just to pull me back in,
Says she just wants to be friends but I'm over it

She's got this look on her face that says,
I've got this look on my face,
So you'll get out of my face.
Well, I'm over this.