That she hasn't heard
The truth is tiptoeing the edge of her skirt
The traffic's a blur
The street's a river
She's bigger and braver than she is clever

See it's her, it's her
See it's her, it's her

A mind so complex
It's breaking her neck
She thinks she's a car drving to to its own wreck
Too wild and cool, vulnerable
To think one could change her
That's where I'm a fool

Won't you see it's her, it's her
See it's her, it's her

A girl is a verb
A whirl of color
In doing she's being
She never thought she was thinking anything you could

See it's her, it's her
See it's her, it's her

A girl is a verb
A girl is a verb
A girl is a verb