LA Queen
The future she wants
The things that I'm not
The love that we lost she still believes in
The rage that she's got
The problems don't stop, I know
She fucking hates me
Driving back down Mulholland
Cracked lips, cold night before the storm
The keys in my hand are heavy
She's waits behind that door
I don't need no LA Queen
She don't mean that much to me, no
I don't need no one to hold
When it's dark and cold
And I don't need no LA Queen
To turn me into broken pieces
I'd rather be alone
When it hurts the most
Another white lie
Another crossed line
Another "I'll try" won't break the cycle
That look in her eye
She told me we're fine
But no, I just don't believe it
Laying under the streetlights
Cold stares, red flares and slamming doors
Her head on my chest is heavy
And I can't breathe her anymore
I don't need no LA Queen
She don't mean that much to me, no
I don't need no one to hold
When it's dark and cold
And I don't need no LA Queen
To turn me into broken pieces
I'd rather be alone
When it hurts the most
Driving back down Mulholland
White wine, red eyes, and heavy thoughts
The hole in my heart is haunted
Well, she waits
Oh, I don't need no LA Queen
She don't mean that much to me, no
I don't need no one to hold
When it's dark and cold
And I don't need no LA Queen
To turn me into broken pieces
I'd rather be alone
Where it hurts the most
The things that I'm not
The love that we lost she still believes in
The rage that she's got
The problems don't stop, I know
She fucking hates me
Driving back down Mulholland
Cracked lips, cold night before the storm
The keys in my hand are heavy
She's waits behind that door
I don't need no LA Queen
She don't mean that much to me, no
I don't need no one to hold
When it's dark and cold
And I don't need no LA Queen
To turn me into broken pieces
I'd rather be alone
When it hurts the most
Another white lie
Another crossed line
Another "I'll try" won't break the cycle
That look in her eye
She told me we're fine
But no, I just don't believe it
Laying under the streetlights
Cold stares, red flares and slamming doors
Her head on my chest is heavy
And I can't breathe her anymore
I don't need no LA Queen
She don't mean that much to me, no
I don't need no one to hold
When it's dark and cold
And I don't need no LA Queen
To turn me into broken pieces
I'd rather be alone
When it hurts the most
Driving back down Mulholland
White wine, red eyes, and heavy thoughts
The hole in my heart is haunted
Well, she waits
Oh, I don't need no LA Queen
She don't mean that much to me, no
I don't need no one to hold
When it's dark and cold
And I don't need no LA Queen
To turn me into broken pieces
I'd rather be alone
Where it hurts the most
Credits
Writer(s): Anton Delost, John Collins, John Underkofler, Dylan Brenner, Willard Goodroad
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