(I'm Your) Heroine
I traded in my mind for my body and soul
Ramifications of my actions are I'll never grow old
Hate to stand in front of you so exposed and bold
Between the liquor and the glitter that we split on the floor
Ingesting chemical swirls so we could be something more
Remember watching you while you laid down on my floor
Baby I'm not blaming you
It's burning your insides
Inhaling all their exhausting truths exhaling all their lies
I packed up all my bags and threw them on a train
The man who's checking all the stamps thinks that I've gone insane
And everything around me's crowded by your cigarette
And now you're looking like a beatnik with your sullen smile
And you keep running 'round the train looking for a vile
To fill your veins and make your mind run wild
Maybe it's the vicious world
That runs your bottle dry
But I think I'm in love with you
I'd hate to see you die
You're taking 27 hours just to do your hair
Making a statement in society that's going nowhere
Give them 10 more years they'll all look just like you
And still I stare at my reflection when I'm feeling sad
Seeing the frown lines in the mirror makes me feel well glad
Cause everything else I just fuck up by mistake
So let the crowds engulf themselves
Cover them with lies
Cause I don't think they will give you up, until their needles dry.
La da da da dum
I hope that you don't die
Promise me, promise that you'll try
Because I don't want to watch you go, oh no
I don't want to watch you go
Oh no, I don't want to watch you
Ramifications of my actions are I'll never grow old
Hate to stand in front of you so exposed and bold
Between the liquor and the glitter that we split on the floor
Ingesting chemical swirls so we could be something more
Remember watching you while you laid down on my floor
Baby I'm not blaming you
It's burning your insides
Inhaling all their exhausting truths exhaling all their lies
I packed up all my bags and threw them on a train
The man who's checking all the stamps thinks that I've gone insane
And everything around me's crowded by your cigarette
And now you're looking like a beatnik with your sullen smile
And you keep running 'round the train looking for a vile
To fill your veins and make your mind run wild
Maybe it's the vicious world
That runs your bottle dry
But I think I'm in love with you
I'd hate to see you die
You're taking 27 hours just to do your hair
Making a statement in society that's going nowhere
Give them 10 more years they'll all look just like you
And still I stare at my reflection when I'm feeling sad
Seeing the frown lines in the mirror makes me feel well glad
Cause everything else I just fuck up by mistake
So let the crowds engulf themselves
Cover them with lies
Cause I don't think they will give you up, until their needles dry.
La da da da dum
I hope that you don't die
Promise me, promise that you'll try
Because I don't want to watch you go, oh no
I don't want to watch you go
Oh no, I don't want to watch you
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Writer(s): Ivy Geary
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