She Wonders

Driving through dust devils in the hot butter light
Swimming pool, Holiday Inn nowhere Southwest again
And he was sipping gin
And driving the point of his gas station
Knife into the wall
And she was sitting on the corner of the bed
Pretending to drink
Thinking "Ain't this just like a movie set"

What do they think of me?
Is it embarrassing?
That I can't lose control
And now that we're alone
Are you pretending
Are you pretending
Are you pretending
'Cause you don't have to for me

Night highway trees
Motel window fleeting back
You don't want to feel anything
But you don't want to feel nothing

And the mist of Texas rain
Makes a halo round her face
And he asks her on the jackalope patio
"Do you feel like a rock-star on stage?"
She says, "It never lasts
I feel eight and 70 years old so fast
Can't be reckless free
'Cause then they say us girls are batshit crazy"

And one look at his milk fed face
The part the other one plays
And she can see they'll all never understand
She wonders

What do they think of me? (What do we think?)
Is it embarrassing?
That I can't lose control
And now that we're alone, when they're gone
Lying on this cracked leather sofa
Are you pretending
Are you pretending
Are you pretending
'Cause you don't have to for me
You don't have to for me

Being cool doesn't mean anything
When it's just me
Being cool doesn't mean anything
Doesn't mean anything