Put on your shades and black those eyelashes
Your bed you have made in your cocaine stashes
Feel the air as he sweeps you off your feet
Fill your room to the brim with records of the classics
Focus on him, makes you feel the magic
Feel the air as he sweeps you off your feet
Oh, the tragedy of young love
Oh, what have we become
Baby who's to blame for all of your mistakes
And baby it's a shame that you never get a brake
Please don't go insane covering up the real with fake
Baby who's to blame when it feels like novacane
Try to numb the pain with cocaine
Drowning in your sorrow make it 'till tomorrow
When you're off the map it's hard to know which one to follow
Feel the air as he sweeps you off your feet
Livin' in the city, now you're out by the ocean
You wanna feel pretty and you wanna feel emotion
Feel the air as he sweeps you off your feet
Oh, the tragedy of young love
Oh, what have we become
Baby who's to blame for all of your mistakes
And baby it's a shame that you never get a brake
Please don't go insane covering up the real with fake
Baby who's to blame when it feels like novacane
Try to numb the pain with cocaine