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.