Oh, the crystal chandeliers light up the paintings on your wall,
The marble statuettes are standing stately in the hall,
But will the timely crowd that has you laughing loud help you dry your tears
When the new wears off of your crystal chandelier?

I never did fit in too well with those you knew
And it's plain to see that the likes of me don't fit with you,
For you traded me for the gaiety of the well-to-do
And you turned away from the love I offered you.

I see your picture in the news most every day,
You're the chosen girl of the social world, so the stories say,
But a paper smile only lasts a while then it fades away,
And the love we knew will come home to you someday.