Getyrmoveon
On the dark, stormy night
The rain fell like tiny knives
Who was that lady creeping there
On the dance floor
With blood in her hair
Is this a fable or is she being nice to me
Yes, it's a fable, baby's a vampire
Ain't no take-backs
She hates mediocrity
And I'm- I'm mediocre
I'm- I'm getting older
I'm no closer to the answer
Of the meaning of life
But I'm satisfied
Movin' on and on and on, yea
Dominate the past, the future
Destroy our love, I'm waiting
For the phone, a knock on the door
Or something, something
Nothing, you fool
(Ow) I can't decide on this lady here
Does she know she's like a prickly pear
(Hey) I can't help but fantasize
About the sweetie who keyed my car
And left me to die, I ain't movin' on
I ain't movin' on
(Hey) She did also slash the tires
So if you think about it (ow)
It's kinda like I was unable to move on
But (cookie) it's- it's complicated
(Crumbs) took every single one
Movin' on and on and on, yea
Is it wrong, wrong, wrong or better
Movin' on and on
There is no right or wrong
I'll write this song for me
Ow, you hit me, you hit me
You hit me, you hit me like
Damn
The rain fell like tiny knives
Who was that lady creeping there
On the dance floor
With blood in her hair
Is this a fable or is she being nice to me
Yes, it's a fable, baby's a vampire
Ain't no take-backs
She hates mediocrity
And I'm- I'm mediocre
I'm- I'm getting older
I'm no closer to the answer
Of the meaning of life
But I'm satisfied
Movin' on and on and on, yea
Dominate the past, the future
Destroy our love, I'm waiting
For the phone, a knock on the door
Or something, something
Nothing, you fool
(Ow) I can't decide on this lady here
Does she know she's like a prickly pear
(Hey) I can't help but fantasize
About the sweetie who keyed my car
And left me to die, I ain't movin' on
I ain't movin' on
(Hey) She did also slash the tires
So if you think about it (ow)
It's kinda like I was unable to move on
But (cookie) it's- it's complicated
(Crumbs) took every single one
Movin' on and on and on, yea
Is it wrong, wrong, wrong or better
Movin' on and on
There is no right or wrong
I'll write this song for me
Ow, you hit me, you hit me
You hit me, you hit me like
Damn
Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Brodsky
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