Drama
Well I can tell you're not from New York City
But your heart will tell you where you belong
"Sick of summer," "won't the world stop spinning
While the pretty girls are singing along?"
But you're alone now honey
Why you joking like you're killing yourself?
A little lady who won't spend my money on her vices or material wealth
'Cause you're a good girl
Why you acting like you're bad?
A metaphysical embodiment of making you sad
You cry...
You cry...
You look like hell
But girl I couldn't take it
You claim you're lonely but
You only think about me when you're naked
And all do you is cum...
Plain about your current situation
With your novocaine tongue talkin' all too fast
And I bet you heard that I'm... insane
But that's a risk you'll have to take
Unless you want to end up deeper than your last
Let's suppose you're acting mental
And then we coincidentally arrive at the same...
All alone you look disheveled
Decaying leaves you so resembled
It's a riot, but it's a shame
You're a good girl
Why you talkin' like you're bad?
So neurotic and erotic
Girl it's making you sad
You try...
You try.....
To look like hell
But girl I couldn't taste it
Never meant to but
You tend to think about me when you're wasted
A cigarette will scar your pretty face...
Second to none
A silhouette above a cityscape
She was the sun
Them counter culture kids you're hanging around
Will get you to try
Over dramatic baby, all of the time...
Ethereal beauty, I am corruption...
Writer/s: Shoobies
