FRANCE GALL

I was alone this night, wondering how things got so bad
Before I call you home, drink 'til I'm upside-down
'Til I don't know how she gets on stage
Grabs the mic, high as f-, got her lipstick on my face

She got a passion, of a blade, an open bone
But she's like a dead queen of a summer night on a highschool prom
She never gets lonely, never gets homesick, but she's always cold
Tell me what you're lookin' for, drives me sick no more

Then I pretend I was sleepin'
Maybe you wanted me by night
'Cause girl though you're never free, you creepin'
You're beautiful and awkward like
(Lana, Dua, Tracey, go!)

Sing to me since the music really got it in ya

Got it in her

'Cause I gotta tell you, there's something in the way you move
Somethin' in the way you sing, something, that it gets me blue
True, and I can't stop lookin' at you
And writing the songs about you
And all I can do is drown in your beautiful blue

Then I pretend that I was sleepin'
Maybe you wanted me by night
'Cause girl though you're never free, you creepin'
You're beautiful and awkward like
(Lana, Dua, Tracey, go!)

Sing to me
Though I know you ain't needing no man
I been holdin' you, lonely nights
Feels like you're addicted to the pain
Feels like you're addicted to the pain
And why the tears, and why the tears?

Then I pretend that I was sleepin'
Maybe you wanted me by night
'Cause girl though you're never free, you creepin'
You're beautiful and awkward like
(Lana, Dua, Tracey, go!)