Sitting in a chair
Wearing a thin dress
Thinking about a cigarette
Wondering if my bra strap is showing
Drink the water
Cool my heels
They were going to clack on the pavement anyway
Thinking about leaving
Thinking about the jeans on the chair back
By the mirror at home
"I remember when I was your age"
The woman beside me says
"I had a dress just like that"
I'm feeling tired
Maybe Cinderella didn't want to be a princess
Maybe she just wanted to be herself