Coolest Girl on the Fifth Floor

I know you don't know this 'Cause you're too young But the year to buy gold Was nineteen eighty four Oh you were too young And I know you don't notice That you're too young That you were never smart you were never pretty You're just twenty three and overdressed on the fifth floor Praying to me Praying to me Praying to me Praying to me Famously I'm a liar And my legs are getting tired Famously I don't know what to do About the horrible winter we are walking through Guess I'll button my coat and set the dogs on you Before I kill you I'll do anything you ask me to Now you've got time On your side And I have nothing better To do And I know you don't notice I can hear you On the phone your ghost is calling in Oh the wall between twenty three and twenty four Is pretty thin