I'm standing in a line
I been trying to find that girl of mine
I'm crying all the time
I been trying to find that girl of mine
But you're still at the bar
Handing out those photocopied pictures of your heart
And as cute as they are
They can't conceal your automatic eyes
With the mercury inside
I'm stranded here all night
I been trying to find that girl of mine
I'm picking dandelions
I been trying to find that girl of mine
I'm crying every night
Because of that girl of mine
I threw away all of my valentines
But you're still at the bar
Handing out those photocopied x-rays of your heart
But as fine as they are
They never hide your carbon copy eyes
With the wrecking ball inside.