-----
"You look like
Clara Bow
In this light,
remarkable
All your life,
did you know
You'd be picked
like a rose?"
I'm not trying
to exaggerate
But I think I might die
if it happened
Die if it happened to me
No one in my small town
Thought I'd see the lights
of Manhattan
This town is fake,
but you're the real thing
Breath of fresh air
through smoke rings
Take the glory,
give everything
Promise to be dazzling
You look like
Stevie Nicks
In '75,
the hair and lips
Crowd goes wild
at her fingertips
Half moonshine,
a full eclipse
I'm not trying
to exaggerate
But I think I might die
if I made it,
die if I made it
No one in my small town
thought I'd meet these
suits in LA
They all wanna say
This town is fake,
but you're the real thing
Breath of fresh air
through smoke rings
Take the glory,
give everything
Promise to be dazzling
The crown is stained,
but you're the real queen
Flesh and blood
amongst war machines
You're the new God
we're worshipping
Promise to be dazzling
Beauty is a beast
that roars down
on all fours
Demanding more
Only when your girlish glow
flickers just so
Do they let you know
It's hell on earth
to be heavenly
Them's the breaks,
they don't come gently
You look like Taylor Swift
In this light,
we're lovin' it
You've got edge,
she never did
The future's bright,
dazzling
No comments:
Post a Comment