Isn't It
No one likes you and you're all alonely
Red rum on my lips, now she's a warning
We don't even cry get even slowly
Not all queens wear crowns, you think you know me
Take a sip to break yourself so holy
Fake it hard to miss you when you're nothing
Isn't it, isn't it so damn lovely?
Why we always so unlucky? (Isn't it, isn't it?)
Broken arrows just to poke me
When the lies run out with rules we never had (Isn't it, isn't it?)
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Chase the fire down don't get too closely
Underneath the stars it gets so boring (Isn't it, isn't it?)
Little tiny mirrors, what do I see
Places hard to reach, yeah they haunt me (ah, ah)
Take a sip to break yourself so holy
Fake it hard to miss you when you're nothing
Isn't it, isn't it so damn lovely?
Why we always so unlucky? (Isn't it, isn't it?)
Broken arrows just to poke me
When the lies run out with rules we never had (Isn't it, isn't it?)
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it so damn lovely?
Why we always so unlucky?
Broken arrows just to poke me
When the lies run out with rules we never had
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Red rum on my lips, now she's a warning
We don't even cry get even slowly
Not all queens wear crowns, you think you know me
Take a sip to break yourself so holy
Fake it hard to miss you when you're nothing
Isn't it, isn't it so damn lovely?
Why we always so unlucky? (Isn't it, isn't it?)
Broken arrows just to poke me
When the lies run out with rules we never had (Isn't it, isn't it?)
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Chase the fire down don't get too closely
Underneath the stars it gets so boring (Isn't it, isn't it?)
Little tiny mirrors, what do I see
Places hard to reach, yeah they haunt me (ah, ah)
Take a sip to break yourself so holy
Fake it hard to miss you when you're nothing
Isn't it, isn't it so damn lovely?
Why we always so unlucky? (Isn't it, isn't it?)
Broken arrows just to poke me
When the lies run out with rules we never had (Isn't it, isn't it?)
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it so damn lovely?
Why we always so unlucky?
Broken arrows just to poke me
When the lies run out with rules we never had
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Isn't it, isn't it?
Credits
Writer(s): Max Styler, David James Burris, Cheney Ray, Rachel Kanner
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