High Ceilings
Like her potential she gets wasted every night
Sharing her bed with someone she knows isn't right
Lying awake wondering what happened
If this is it, that's fucking tragic
She never cashed in on the luxury of time
Yeah
She's way too pretty
To fade away on the edge of the city
So she gets high for a minute
To forget the life she's not living
Sippin' on that good wine
Always sittin' court side
No reason for crying in a high rise
She keeps dreaming of those high, high ceilings
Spending like she born rich
Driving in a foreign
Finally she knows that she's important
Chasing feelings of those high, high ceilings
Lately she looks older than her age
All that she ever wanted was to get away
These days she just don't laugh as much
Driving down a dead end, she's stuck
Praying someday it'll feel like enough
Yeah
She's way too pretty
To fade away on the edge of the city
So she gets high for a minute
To forget the life she's not living
Sippin' on that good wine
Always sittin' court side
No reason for crying in a high rise
She keeps dreaming of those high, high ceilings
Spending like she born rich
Driving in a foreign
Finally she knows that she's important
Chasing feelings of those high, high ceilings
High-ah-ah
High-ah-ah-ah
High-ah-ah
High, high ceilings
High-ah-ah
High-ah-ah-ah
High-ah-ah
High, high ceilings
High on life
Living it up
Looks so nice
Never enough
Dream at night
But she waking up
High, high ceilings
Sharing her bed with someone she knows isn't right
Lying awake wondering what happened
If this is it, that's fucking tragic
She never cashed in on the luxury of time
Yeah
She's way too pretty
To fade away on the edge of the city
So she gets high for a minute
To forget the life she's not living
Sippin' on that good wine
Always sittin' court side
No reason for crying in a high rise
She keeps dreaming of those high, high ceilings
Spending like she born rich
Driving in a foreign
Finally she knows that she's important
Chasing feelings of those high, high ceilings
Lately she looks older than her age
All that she ever wanted was to get away
These days she just don't laugh as much
Driving down a dead end, she's stuck
Praying someday it'll feel like enough
Yeah
She's way too pretty
To fade away on the edge of the city
So she gets high for a minute
To forget the life she's not living
Sippin' on that good wine
Always sittin' court side
No reason for crying in a high rise
She keeps dreaming of those high, high ceilings
Spending like she born rich
Driving in a foreign
Finally she knows that she's important
Chasing feelings of those high, high ceilings
High-ah-ah
High-ah-ah-ah
High-ah-ah
High, high ceilings
High-ah-ah
High-ah-ah-ah
High-ah-ah
High, high ceilings
High on life
Living it up
Looks so nice
Never enough
Dream at night
But she waking up
High, high ceilings
Credits
Writer(s): William Jay Behlendorf, Samantha Creighton, Alex Flagstad
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