Leah Capelle Docs
Going through my closet, trying on my clothes
Thinking if I can find something stylish I'll feel better
I think I'll get a haircut, find a fresh new look
Maybe if I just chop all my hair off I'll feel better
I move around my furniture, trying to find some flow
Maybe if I make all these changes, this could feel like home
Well I think I'm getting restless, like I want to start again
But I'm just fine-tuning my messes and that's no way to live
And I just want to be someone other than me
Posted at the bar, trying to look indifferent
Maybe someone will think that I'm famous, or somebody important
I'm sipping whiskey-gingers and gazing around the room
Filled with women all sparkle and leather, trying just as hard as I am
And I just want to be someone other than me
I bought these new Doc Martins ‘cause I thought that they were cool
And I sure didn't have the money, but I feel better
And I went and got that haircut, I think it looks alright
People've been telling me that I look pretty so I should feel better
But I just want to be someone other than me
