The book under her arms argues with the bu*tons
On her skin-tight sweater
An Asian doll, with Southern charm
Smothered in jasmine
(chorus)
And a sweet love
A visible plan
With the weight of her beauty
The message was loud
She's not worth the worry…
She was a cowgirl on roller skates with a burning radio
Held to her ear
She was overcome by ambition
And sleeping medication
She has a mirror in every room
She has you humming, humming her tune…
(repeat chorus)
She's not worth the worry…
You were lost, you were gone
Too far gone, too far gone
She's not worth the worry…