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Picture me, I am a silhouette
I am a sob story, standing in the rain in a summer dress
Only so much the heart can take
I thought he had plans to love me
But it seems I made a grave mistake.
Watching them from far away
He wrapped his arms, I'd die to live inside
Around her perfect little tiny waist
A sucker punch into my chest
I'll see myself out, I'm going home
To cry in private by uber exec.
Don't call me, you can send a text
And pull up at this petrol station, please
So I can buy a pack of cigarettes
I'm crying in a stranger's car
Have fun with alice at the bar
Maybe I'll become the queen of hearts.
Cold girls get by
Cold girls won't cry
I'll become the winter woman
I'll wear floor-length fake fur coats
In the middle of july, baby
I'll be sad and beautiful
I will be sad and beautiful
And I'll wait and pray
For warmer days to come
Until then I'm numb
And.
Life goes on, life goes on
She gets her money, then a taxi home
She hunt alone, hurts alone
In her castle on the hill, where no one comes or no one goes
Yeah, and her heart is blue, dress is red
Your text is green and left on "read"
Yeah, just like roses, violets are blue
Regret is a bitch, I have a feeling you'll be meeting her soon.
Picture me, I am a silhouette
I am a sob story, standing in the rain in a summer dress
I know I won't be sad forever
Tonight I kiss the bottle on the lips
'cause desperate times require desperate pleasure.
I don't need another friend
Pull up at this petrol station, please
So I can buy a large bottle of gin
Crying in a stranger's car
Have fun with alice at the bar
Baby, I'll become the queen of hearts.
Cold girls get by
Cold girls won't cry
I'll become the winter woman
I'll wear floor-length fake fur coats
In the middle of july, baby
I'll be sad and beautiful
I will be sad and beautiful
And I'll wait and pray
For warmer days to come.
Now watch her walk in slow motion, watch her walking away
Her hair will dance in the wind, she'll be the girl you wish you had
Give me a night to cry my heart out, and a day to re-brand
As I remind myself I am the girl I think that I am.
She keep it pushing, sadness suppression
She hides her scars under silk presses and crimson dresses
No more paragraph confessions, she learned her lessons
An arctic breeze blows from the west
She vows an oath to make her name a word you won't forget
Until then.
Life goes on.
Life, life goes on.
They'll be no more paragraph confessions
She vows an oath to make her name a word you won't forget.
Picture me, I am a silhouette
I am a sob story, standing in the rain in a summer dress
Only so much the heart can take
I thought he had plans to love me
But it seems I made a grave mistake.
Watching them from far away
He wrapped his arms, I'd die to live inside
Around her perfect little tiny waist
A sucker punch into my chest
Tonight I kiss the bottle on the lips
Since desperate times require desperate pleasures.
I don't need another friend
Pull up at this petrol station, please
So I can buy a pack of cigarettes
Crying in a stranger's car
Have fun with alice at the bar
As I become the queen of hearts.
Cold girls get by
Cold girls won't cry
I'll become the winter woman
I wear floor-length fake fur coats
In the middle of july, baby
I'll be sad and beautiful
I will be sad and beautiful
And I'll wait and pray
For warmer days to come.
Until then I know that life goes on
Life goes on
She gets her money, and a...
Life, life, go, go, go, go, go, go.
Life goes on, life goes on
She gets her money, and a taxi home
Life goes on.
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