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  • I was reading slim aarons
    And I got to thinking that I thought
    Maybe I`d get less stressed
    If I was tested less like
    All of these debutantes
    Smiling for miles in pink dresses
    And high heels on white yachts
    But I`m not baby I`m not
    No I`m not that I`m not
    I`ve been tearing around
    In my fucking nightgown
    24/7 sylvia plath
    Writing in blood on my walls
    `Cause the ink in my pen
    Don`t work in my notepad
    Don`t ask if I`m happy
    You know that I`m not
    But at best I can say I`m not sad
    `Cause hope is a dangerous thing
    For a woman like me to have
    Hope is a dangerous thing
    For a woman like me to have
    I had 15 year dances
    Church basement romances yeah I`ve cried
    Spilling my guts with the bowery bums
    Is the only love I`ve ever known
    Except for the stage
    Which I also call home when I`m not
    Servin` up god in a burnt
    Coffee pot for the triad
    Hello it`s the most famous woman
    You know on the ipad
    Calling from beyond the grave
    I just wanna say hi dad
    I`ve been tearing up town
    In my fucking white gown
    Like a goddamn near sociopath
    Shaking my ass is the only thing that`s
    Got this black narcissist off my back
    She couldn`t care less
    And I never cared more
    So there`s no more to say about that
    Except hope is a dangerous thing
    For a woman like me to have
    Hope is a dangerous thing
    For a woman with my past
    There`s a new revolution
    A loud evolution that I saw
    Born of confusion and quiet
    Collusion of which mostly I`ve known
    A modern day woman with a weak
    Constitution `cause I`ve got
    Monsters still under my bed
    That I could never fight off
    A gatekeeper carelessly
    Dropping the keys on my nights off
    I`ve been tearing around
    In my fucking nightgown
    24/7 sylvia plath
    Writing in blood on your walls
    `Cause the ink in my pen
    Don`t look good in my pad
    They write that I`m happy
    They know that I`m not
    But at best you can see I`m not sad
    But hope is a dangerous thing
    For a woman like me to have
    Hope is a dangerous thing
    For a woman like me to have
    Hope is a dangerous thing
    For a woman like me to have
    But I have it
    Yeah I have it
    Yeah I have it
    I have