Palomino
Work at the bar
Laugh at the guys bumping into us girls
Had freedom 'cause I had my car
And I wasn't trying to fall in love
Just figure out the world
I'm feeding some kind of demon
Tryna get my heart to start beating
What I want
Is this really, really what I want?
Turns him on this idea of me
Am I really, really what he wants?
Thinks I'm the secret to his West Coast dream
Is this really, really what I want?
Someday soon I'm going to leave him here
Won't be able to touch me, catch me
Tell me that I'm what he fears
The diner at 3 a.m
He studies me like a bug, a butterfly
I say work's okay, it's the same people every night
The lonely, the drunks, the lost
Colliding in the romance of the neon lights
I'm feeding some kind of demon
Hoping that his heart will start, start beating
'Cause, what I want
Is this really, really what I want?
Turns him on this idea of me
Is this really, really what I want?
I'm not the secret to his West Coast dream
Is this really, really what I want?
Someday soon I'm going to leave him here
Won't be able to touch me, catch me
Tell me that I'm what he fears
What I want
Is this really, really what I want?
This is what I want
I'm going to leave him here
Laugh at the guys bumping into us girls
Had freedom 'cause I had my car
And I wasn't trying to fall in love
Just figure out the world
I'm feeding some kind of demon
Tryna get my heart to start beating
What I want
Is this really, really what I want?
Turns him on this idea of me
Am I really, really what he wants?
Thinks I'm the secret to his West Coast dream
Is this really, really what I want?
Someday soon I'm going to leave him here
Won't be able to touch me, catch me
Tell me that I'm what he fears
The diner at 3 a.m
He studies me like a bug, a butterfly
I say work's okay, it's the same people every night
The lonely, the drunks, the lost
Colliding in the romance of the neon lights
I'm feeding some kind of demon
Hoping that his heart will start, start beating
'Cause, what I want
Is this really, really what I want?
Turns him on this idea of me
Is this really, really what I want?
I'm not the secret to his West Coast dream
Is this really, really what I want?
Someday soon I'm going to leave him here
Won't be able to touch me, catch me
Tell me that I'm what he fears
What I want
Is this really, really what I want?
This is what I want
I'm going to leave him here
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Guy Cook, Alaska Reid
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