Dress Up In You Belle and Sebastian

I’m the singer, I’m the singer in the band
You’re the loser, I won’t dismiss you out of hand
You’ve got a beautiful face
It will take you places

You kept running
You’ve got money, you’ve got fame
Every morning I see your picture from the train
Now you’re an actress
So says your résumé
You’re made of card
You couldn’t act your way out of a paper bag

You got lucky, you ain’t talking to me now
Little Miss Plucky
Pluck your eyebrows for the crowd
Get on the airplane
You give me stomach pain
I wish that you were here
We would have had a lot to talk about

We had a deal there
We nearly signed it with our blood
An understanding
I thought that you would keep your word
I’m disappointed
I’m aggravated
It’s a fault I have, I know
When things don’t go my way I have to