Second-Hand Store

We were walking hand in hand down the sidewalk when we passed her
And you quickly turned the page to begin a brand new chapter
Something bright and shiny caught your eye
Dangled by a bleach blonde sipping chai

With Burberry and Tiffany
You'll have your epiphany
Worn-in boots and faded cords
Feel better than what she can afford
Gucci, Prada and all the rest
Always looking her Sunday best
You can't buy what you're searching for
But I ain't gonna be your second-hand store

For two weeks, you were busy tasting caviar
Then for three weeks after that, you drove her fancy car
While you sampled all the finer things you pleased
You finally realized the juice ain't worth the squeeze

With Burberry and Tiffany
You'll have your epiphany
Worn-in boots and faded cords
Feel better than what she can afford
Gucci, Prada and all the rest
Always looking her Sunday best
You can't buy what you're searching for
But I ain't gonna be your second-hand store

From afar, you two looked so perfect together
'Til you decided you liked my well-worn lifestyle better
Guess you wanted my love after all
Turns out her silk showed all your flaws

Back here now, taken your blows
Walked on by her stilettos
The shades are drawn, the door is closed
I ain't gonna be your second-hand

With Burberry and Tiffany
You'll have your epiphany
Worn-in boots and faded cords
Feel better than what she can afford
Gucci, Prada and all the rest
Always looking her Sunday best
You can't buy what you're searching for
But I ain't gonna be your second-hand store
Second-hand store