Halsey - The Great Impersonator Lyrics
Only Living Girl in LA
I'm the only girl alive in LA county
I'm the only one who sees (ayy)
I wake up every day in some kind of suffering
I've never known a day of peace
I wonder if I ever left behind my body (ooh)
Do you think they laugh at how I die?
Or take a photo of my family in the lobby (yeah)
The ceremony's small in size
'Cause I don't know if I could sell out my own funeral (ah-ah)
At least not at this point in time
And if I ever try to leave behind my body
At least I know it was never mine, it was never mine
It was never mine
It was never mine
Well, I'm the only girl alive in New York City
I left my wallet on the train
Since I no longer even have a driver's license
Well, I guess that means I have no name (this is Halsey Street)
And I could run away somewhere on the West Coast (somewhere on the West Coast)
And finally be a real life girl
Go take my organs and they'll hang me from a bedpost
Sayin' I was too soft for this world
And they'd be right, because quite frankly, it'd be like
It shouldn't kill me every day, the way it does
I don't know what I did to have this fate I'm drenched in
And I can't even run from what I know
My special talent isn't writing, it's not singing
It's feeling everything that everyone alive feels every day
Feels every day, feels every day, feels every day
I think I'm special 'cause I cut myself wide open
As if it's honorable to bleed
But I'm not lucky and I know I wasn't chosen
The world keep spinnin' without me
I told my mother I would die by twenty-seven
And in a way, I sort of did
This thing I love has grown demanding and obsessive
And it wants more than I can give, than I can give, than I can give
Than I can give
Well, I'm the only girl alive in LA County
I've never known a day of peace
I wake up every day and wish that I was different
I look around and it's just me
It's just me, it's just me
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ooh, ayy
Wee-ooh, wee-ooh, yeah-yeah
I'm the only one, the only one you see
Writer: Ashley Nicolette Frangipane
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Ego
I'm caught up in the everyday trend
Tied up by invisible thread
Walking down a razor-thin edge
And I wake up tired, think I'm better off dead
Been a few months since I crossed over state lines
Talk to my mom, fake smiles over FaceTime
Drink all night 'til I can't walk a straight line
Feel so low but I'm high at the same time
I can't keep my feet on the ground
And I'm nervous what you'll think of me now
I'm hoping that someone comes around
And helps me figure it out
I think that I should try to kill my ego
'Cause if I don't, my ego might kill me
I'm all grown up but somehow lately
I'm acting like a f*cking baby
I'm really not as happy as I seem
Still a little kid that can't make friends
Wanna be invited, but I won't attend
I've been having bad dreams my career could end
'Cause I slip up when I should've played pretend
Turned eighteen and I left the city
I said, "I wanna be cool, I don't wanna be pretty"
Voices all came crashing down
And said, "You're too nice to run this town"
I can't keep my feet on the ground
And I'm nervous what you'll think of me now
I'm hoping that someone comes around
And helps me figure it out
I think that I should try to kill my ego
'Cause if I don't, my ego might kill me
I'm all grown up but somehow lately
I'm acting like a f*cking baby
I'm really not as happy as I seem
Nothing's as it seems
Yeah, nothing's as it seems
And I'm all grown up but somehow lately
I'm acting like a f*cking baby
I'm really not that happy being me
I don't like the lie I'm living
I'm way too nice and too forgiving
I wanna go back to the beginning
When it all felt right
A rooftop, Lower East Side, I'm singing
Didn't give a f*ck if I was winning
It's all done now, so who am I kidding?
I'm doing way worse than I'm admitting
I think that I should try to kill my ego
'Cause if I don't, my ego might kill me
I'm all grown up but somehow, lately
I'm acting like a f*cking baby
I'm really not as happy as I seem
But nothing's as it seems
Yeah, nothing's as it seems
And I'm all grown up but somehow lately
I'm acting like a f*cking baby
I'm really not that happy being me
Writer: Ashley Nicolette Frangipane, Greg Kurstin, Gregory Hein
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Dog Years
They said I have a universal blood type
I can give to anyone in need
But only receive from someone exactly like me (mm)
And I'm trying to be positive
But oh, it's really hard
I'm a loner, I'm a loser
Won't you shoot me in my heart?
Put me down like a lame horse
Or send me to the farm
Where all the dogs go (oh)
I've been a really good dog, can I come inside?
Yeah, I've been such a good girl, can I go for a ride?
I'm on a real short leash, but I like it tight
You know I'm such a sweet girl, but I can really bite (I can really bite)
'Cause my dog died last year
He fell asleep in my embrace
And the very last thing I told him was
"See you soon and we can race"
You know a mercy kill is what I seek
I didn't ask to live, but dying's up to me
I've been a really good dog, can I come inside?
Yeah, I've been such a good girl, can I go for a ride?
I'm on a real short leash, but I like it tight
You know I'm such a sweet girl, but I can really bite
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Well, they say all dogs go to Heaven
Well, what about a bitch?
What about an evil girl
Left clawing in a ditch?
Tell the three people who asked that I am in a better place
With lots of trees and lots of grass
And lots of lots of chocolate cake
'Cause I'm not old, but I am tired
I'm not strong, I'm very weak
I'm not old, but I am tired
I'm not here, I'm somewhere else
I'm not old, but I am tired
I'm one hundred ninety-six
In dog years, I have seen enough
I've seen it all
I've been a really good dog, can I come inside?
Yeah, I've been such a good girl, can I go for a ride?
I'm on a real short leash, but I like it tight
You know I'm such a sweet girl, but I can really bite
Down like a lame horse
Or send me to the farm
Where all the dogs go
Writer: Ashley Nicolette Frangipane
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Letter to God (1974)
I don't wanna go to grandmas, so I'm quiet on the drive
I don't wanna go to grandmas, so I'm quiet on the drive
I saw a deer that must've gotten, it made me start to cry
Did he have a mom and dad and do they argue just like mine?
Did he have a little brother that annoyed him all the time
Did he wanna be-
Yeah, you're gonna need to come in on that first part
You can come in while she's singing
Okay
Yeah
Did he wanna be grownup? Were there trees he liked to climb?
There's a boy I went to school with who had leukemia at five
Now his parents gave him everything, they never yelled or fight
They never make him cut his hair because they're happy he survived
And didn't have to clean his room, it was enough to be alive
When I was little, I was jealous of the same pair at night
Well, that's it
Please, God, I wanna be sick
I don't wanna hurt, so get it over with quick
Please, God, I wanna be loved
Don't wanna be somebody they wanna get rid of
Please, God, I wanna be sick
I don't wanna hurt, so get it over with quick
Please, God, I wanna be loved
I don't wanna be somebody they wanna get rid of
Writer: Ashley Nicolette Frangipane
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Panic Attack
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
My body caries sadness that my brain cannot yet see
And I've been holding on to memories
In my stomach and my teeth
And both my shoulders have been burdened
By the weight of my mistakes
And every time you lean in closer
Both my knees can't help but shake
And I think you're a danger to my health, or so it seems
Is it love or a panic attack?
Is a heavy heart too much to hold?
I don't know, but it's late, so I'm taking you home
Is it love or a panic attack?
Would you mind if I asked you on the phone?
I don't know, but it's late, so I'm taking you home
Mm-mm
I had to call the doctor, left a note on his machine
Because I tripped when we went walking
And I felt it in my spleen
Now I think a blood test or an antihistamine
Because you make me f*cking nervous
And I don't know what it all means
And I think you're a danger to my health, or so it seems
Is it love or a panic attack?
Is a heavy heart too much to hold?
I don't know, but it's late, so I'm taking you home
Is it love or a panic attack?
Would you mind if I asked you on the phone?
I don't know, but it's late, so I'm taking you home
My spirit has been broken
My optimisms getting sore
And I would love to love you
But my body's keeping score
And I don't know if I can see you anymore
Is it love (is it love), is it love (is it love, is it love, is it love?)
Is it love (is it love), is it love
Is it love or a panic attack?
Is a heavy heart too much to hold?
I don't know, but it's late, so I'm taking you home
Is it love or a panic attack? (Is it love, is it love?)
Would you mind if I asked you on the phone?
I don't know, but it's late, so I'm taking you home
Writer: Ashley Nicolette Frangipane
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The End
Every couple of years now, a doctor says I'm sick
Pulls out a brand new bag of tricks
And then they lay it on me
And at first, it was my brain, then a skeleton in pain
And I don't like to complain, but I'm saying sorry
When I met you, I thought I was damaged goods
Had a f*cked up childhood
And there's poison in my brain and in my blood
If you knew it was the end of the world
Could you love me like a child?
Could you hold me in the dark?
If you knew it was the end of the world
Would you like to stay a while?
Would you leave when it gets hard?
So I ran into the clinic and I asked to see the man
With his white coat and his stethoscope
Like a snake around his hand
And I told him I'm not bitter 'cause I finally found a lover
Who's better for my liver, and now I'll finally recover
When I met him, I thought I was damaged goods
From a real bad neighborhood
So we wrestled in the mud
And I told him he could stay right where he stood
But I don't know if he should
'Cause once my God destroys the flesh, then there's the flood
If you knew it was the end of the world
Could you love me like a child?
Could you hold me in the dark?
If you knew it was the end of the world
Would you like to stay a while?
Maybe we could build an ark
We could sail on broken driftwood through the sopping wet terrain
And count the buildings and the bodies getting swallowed by the rain
And in the water, there's the doctor who didn't listen to my claim
What a shame, he's circling a drain
When I met you, I said I would never die
But the joke was always mine 'cause I'm racing against time
And I know it's not the end of the world, but could you pick me up at 8?
'Cause my treatment starts today
Writer: Ashley Frangipane
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
I Believe in Magic
My son is almost three
He used to look just like his dad
But right now he looks just like me
And as far as I can see, the fruit I bear is sweet
But the apple's rolling real far from the tree
And falling down the hill so full of love and so carefree
I wonder if the world will treat him any better than it treated me
But papa, don't you preach
I try to teach him every day that nothing good is free, but oh, it should be
(These, these are Christmas lights)
(Can you hold the microphone?)
And with my roots above and all my branches down below
Please tell my boy I love him so
Please tell the world I have to grow before I go
And I just wanted you to know
That I believe in magic, and I believe in sin
I still believe in Heaven, if they'll never let me in
I started to believe in love the day I met my little twin
I think I might start tryin', because I haven't been
Da-da-da-da-la-la-la-la
(Turn off the light and we can see)
My mama's getting old
Well, it's contagious, and you'll catch it like a cold
She won't admit it, but it's something that I know
'Cause every year that passes for me passes her a hundredfold
Back in the day, my dad and I would share a laugh at all of her mistakes
But that alliance didn't save me from her fate
No, I didn't last 'til twenty-eight
Became a single mom, just crushed under the weight
Of a child growing faster than I think that I can take
I love him anyway (hello)
And I remind myself a time will come when he sees me turn grey
And realize it's too late, like I did with my mother
So now I tell her to her face
Da-da-da-da
With my roots above and all my branches down below
Please tell my mom I love her so
Please tell the world I have to grow before I go
And I just wanted you to know, hey
That I believe in magic, and I still believe in sin
I still believe in Heaven, if they'll never let me in
I started to believe in love the day I met my little twin
And I might start tryin', because I haven't been
Da-da-da-da-la-la
I haven't been, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-la-la
Da-da-da-da-la-la
And I love him so
Writer: Ashley Nicolette Frangipane
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Letter to God (1983)
I left home and moved to Brooklyn where my boyfriend had a place
And he had track marks on his arms, but had the most angelic face
I watched my friends die before twenty-one, and now I'm twenty-eight
Met the doctors every day because I can't stop losing weight
And now I'm the one with the needles in my arms and in my legs
I'm making jokes about the blood tests, and I'm plannin' my estate
And I don't wanna blame the child, but I have to speculate
If this could all just be an answer to those quests that came delayed
Because I'd never would have said it if I knew I'd have to wait
Until the moment I was happy then it all disintegrates and I'm singin'
Please, God, I don't wanna be sick
And I don't wanna hurt, so get it over with quick
Please, God, I wanna be loved
Don't wanna be somebody that you're tryna get rid of
Please, God, I don't wanna be sick
And I don't wanna hurt, so get it over with quick
Please, God, I wanna be loved
I don't wanna be somebody that you're tryna get rid of
Thank you
Writer: Ashley Nicolette Frangipane
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Hometown
So I'm playin' the drums, right? Okay
Davie died in the summertime in a hotboxed car
With a seatbelt 'round his neck and a needle in his arm
We would smoke out in the parkin' lot behind convenience shops
I bought a couple of grams of weed off him, but so did all the cops
Back then, the kids from other county, we would walk out in the heat
'Long the train tracks with our paper bags, and gravel in our feet
In our heads, we picked the husband from the hundred men we knew
But I kissed a poster of a pop star and checked my breasts in case they grew
There ain't a reason on this earth I'd go back to my hometown
Somewhere in the clouds, Davie's runnin' for a touchdown
The crowd appears and his mother cheers, she's wavin' from the field
And he's evergreen as seventeen for the last eleven years
Ooh-ooh, ah
Ooh-ooh, ah
No, I never felt like anyone, I was a paradoxul lie
I didn't think that I was special, but I was too afraid to die
Like the others from my high school, all those sad suburban ghosts
Trapped in a cross next to a highway, while the rest of us get old
There ain't a reason on this earth I'd go back to my hometown
Somewhere in the clouds, Davie's runnin' for a touchdown
The crowd appears and his mother cheers, she's wavin' from the field
And he's evergreen as seventeen for the last eleven years
Ooh-ooh, ah
Ooh-ooh, ah
The America dream means stayin' young forever
And a picture in our pamphlet gettin' yellow from the weather
And years will pass since science class and I might forget your name
But when the crow's feet come, the kingdom come, well, you'll always look the same
There ain't a reason on this earth I'd go back to my hometown
Somewhere in the clouds, Davie's runnin' for a touchdown
Crowd appears and his mother cheers, she's wavin' from the field
He's evergreen as seventeen for the last eleven years
Ooh-ooh, ah (evergreen as seventeen)
Ooh-ooh, ah (evergreen as seventeen)
Ooh-ooh, ah (evergreen as seventeen)
Ooh-ooh, ah (evergreen as seventeen)
Writer: Ashley Nicolette Frangipane
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
I Never Loved You
They're cuttin' her up on the operatin' table, but it wasn't enough
The front desk pages, it's a call for the ages
They couldn't save her, they couldn't save her
The surgeon said, "She had a hole in her heart
But it wasn't her fault, it was there from the start"
Tryin' to love you through an open wound
'Cause everythin' I put inside there just fell right through
And I hold the parts together with some pressure and glue
And you're runnin' in slow-mo to the hospital room
If you only knew
How bad it hurt me too
So now you can take the money, you can get on a plane
To a beautiful island, build her house in my name
You can donate all the money to somebody in pain
And you can rest your head down and not feel any shame
I never loved you
I never loved you
I never loved you in vain
They're sewin' me shut
Openin' the doors and then removin' their gloves
Taking the long way to the end of the hallway
They couldn't save her, they couldn't save her
Told the nurses that we argued a lot
And you're ramblin' on about the last time we fought
You drove off screamin' on the night you were caught
You left me standin' in the parkin' lot
I took off chasin' you down Route 22
'Cause you never listened, and I'm terrible too
You kept on drivin' far away from the issues
If you stopped, I would've kissed you
So now you can take the money, you can get on a plane
To a beautiful island, build her house in my name
You can donate all the money to somebody in pain
And you can rest your head down and not feel any shame
I never loved you
I never loved you
I never loved you in vain
Flash of light, heat of fire
Head on concrete and the screechin' of tires
Sound of sirens, rush of pain
I almost thought I heard you call my name
So now you can take the money, you can get on a plane
To a beautiful island, build her house in my name
You can donate all the money to somebody in pain
And you can rest your head down and not feel any shame
I never loved you
I never loved you
I never loved you in vain
Writer: Ashley Frangipane, Michael Uzowuru, Tyler Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Darwinism
Mm-mm
There's lots of fish out in the pond
In the oceans and the rivers and in all the waterfalls
But if I'm made for land and not the sea at all
Could I crawl and find some kind Neanderthal?
And what if I'm from outer space
And I have fire in my bones and in my veins?
I let it show and scare my suitors far away
Leave them traumatized with visions of its glow behind my face
They say that God makes no mistakes, but I might disagree
And I outstretch my empty hand
I watch them build society, domesticated land
It goes according to the plan
While they're in paradise, I'm exiled in the sand
If everyone has someone, then the math just isn't right
And I'm the only outlier, the lonely archetype
If everything is by design, well, I might disagree
You all know something that I don't
You all learned something that I fear I'll never know
You all grew body parts I fear I'll never grow
You all know something that I don't
You all know something that I don't
You all know something that I don't
What if I'm just cosmic dust?
Put me in a metal box that's bound to rust
Shoot me into space and leave me to combust
Return to earth and just dissolve into its crust
And I was born all by myself
It's not unlikely that I'll die that way as well
Writer: Ashley Nicolette Frangipane
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lonely Is The Muse
I spent years becoming cool
And in one single second you can make a decade of my efforts disappear
I'm just waiting at the bar and you rip open all my scars
By saying something like, "Didn't know you were here"
I always knew I was a martyr and that Jesus was one too
But I was built from special pieces that I learned how to unscrew
And I can always reassemble to fit perfectly for you
Or anybody that decides that I'm of use
Lonely is the muse
Ah-ah
Lonely is the muse
So, where do I go in the process when I'm just an apparatus?
I've inspired platinum records, I've earned platinum airline status
And I've mined a couple diamonds from the stories in my head
But I'm reduced to just a body here in someone else's bed
I always knew I was a martyr and that Jesus was one too
But I was built from special pieces that I learned how to unscrew
And I can always reassemble to fit perfectly for you
Or anybody that decides that I'm of use
Lonely is the muse
Ah-ah
Lonely is the muse
Ah-ah
And I will always be a martyr, I will fill your life with songs
I'll be a wind chime in the window, catching life you throw around
And I will tear apart your bedroom, I'll call you in the night
I will exist in every second just to decorate your life
And when you're done you can discard me like the others always do
And I will nurse my wounds until another artist stains me new
And I will always reassemble to fit perfectly in you
For anybody that decides that I'm of use
Lonely is the muse
Ah-ah
Lonely is the muse
Ah-ah
Lonely is the muse
Lonely and forgotten aside
Writer: Ashl/e/y Frangipane, Stuart Price
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Arsonist
Arsonist burning down the world to feel it's heat
The arsonist doesn't feel the embers on his feet
And arsonist, your humans starter kit came incomplete
My apologies, arsonist, you loved me
I'm going to a building that's on fire
Handcuffed to a narcissistic liar
Empty space and leather jeans
Eyes are blazed with apathy
Fool me twice, the shame is on me
Am I a victim in your game?
Am I a subtle antique placed?
Will you pass me through your bloodline with your ornamental age?
Can I take the blame for everything you hate?
The punishment and crime are not the same
Arsonist burning down the world to feel it's heat
The arsonist doesn't feel the embers on his feet
And arsonist, your humans starter kit came incomplete
My apologies, arsonist, you loved me
You built a small container to keep on me confined
I am water, I am shapeless, I am fluid, I'm divine
Somebody will love me for the way that I'm designed
Not the station, creation, intertwined
You don't love the flames, you just want them for yourself
And douse my hell and kerosene arising in the hell
You smothered out the glow I grew for you, but it was mine too
Arsonist burning down the world to feel it's heat
The arsonist doesn't feel the embers on his feet
And arsonist, your humans starter kit came incomplete
My apologies, arsonist, you loved me
Alchemy's not love, it's playing God and there's repentance paid for
Entering the temple like a fog in your charade
You leave me sleeping in the dark so you can hide away your blade
Then lock the door and trap me right here in the blaze
Arsonist burning down the world to feel it's heat
The arsonist doesn't feel the embers on his feet
And arsonist, your humans starter kit came incomplete
My apologies, arsonist, you loved me
Have you ever broken and thrown down?
Have you ever worried that you'd be burned off in a sack?
Have you ever given the world to somebody as a gift and have it returned?
Did you know the father's DNA stays inside the mother for seven years?
Have you ever waited seven years?
Have you ever woken from a dream just to realize that you were still asleep?
Do you ever wish you were still asleep?
Do you ever wish you wouldn't wake up?
Writer: Ashley Nicolette Frangipane
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Life of the Spider
It's four in the morning and I'm layin' with my head against the toilet seat
For several days now I've been living here
Too tired to sleep, too sick to eat
I feel like a monster and it doesn't help that you will treat me like I've got the venom in my teeth
'Cause I'm the spider in your bathroom
I'm the shadow on the tile
I came for shelter from the cold
And I'd thought I'd stay a while
I'm only small, I'm only weak
And you jump at the sight of me
You'll kill me when I least expect it
God, how could I even think of daring to exist?
Looking just like this, I'm hideous
I'm nothing but legs, they used to say
I'm nothing but skin and bones these days
You dangle me high over the drain and tell me I'm lucky you don't drop me there and
Let me wash away or put me on display
By trapping me forever between a glass and a dinner plate
'Cause I'm the spider in your kitchen weaving webs through every year
And I worked real hard on the last one but the last one got me here
I'm minding my own business but my presence makes you curse
I should be getting better but I'm only getting worse
And, God, how dare I even think of choosing here to die?
'Cause then, I'm just a problem that you have to take outside
And I know you hate the sight of me, I haunt you when you're fast asleep
I've got eight legs, a million eyes, if only I had eight more lives
'Cause I'm the spider on the ceiling and you're nothing but a guy
You don't like it when I cry, you would break me if you tried
And you will because I dared to be alive
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Hurt Feelings
My dad is almost home, I can't tell time yet, but I know
Because the air becomes electric and my mother cleans the stove
We're walking through the door and both my eyes will find the floor
And I will search my brain to find something I might get yelled at for
He'll come in with a frown and tell me, "Sit your ass right down"
Or he might get his kicks from joking that he's just playin' around
And in a few years I will leave, but I'll perpetually believe
That any man who says he loves me is hiding something up his sleeve
Wash me in the water
You can cut off all of my hair
And I'll be changing like the weather
But I'll never be like him
The other girls date older guys and wear their T-shirts late at night
But everything I own that's oversize belongs to me, it's mine
And I don't have souvenirs of all the earliest of years
You know my father isn't dead, but it don't feel like he's still here
It's strange now that he's grey, getting older by the day
And my eyes tell me that he's harmless despite what my heart has to say
So maybe just forget
Maybe move on, don't regret
Or maybe this is just another trick
That hasn't happened yet
Wash me in the water
You can cut off all of my hair
And I'll be changing like the weather
But I'll never be like him
'Cause blood is thick but water is forever
And I'm stiffer than a board, lighter than a feather
And that girl will be a problem only if you let her
And I left her back home but I cannot forget her
I thought that it was my fault
And now sometimes I still do
You didn't chase me through the park
So now I'm chasing after you
But I can't keep up the illusion
Oh, I can't find your point of view
Oh, I can't bear to fake a smile when you walk into the room
'Cause blood is thick but water is forever
And I'm stiffer than a board, lighter than a feather
And that girl will be a problem only if you let her
And I left her back home but I cannot forget her
Wash me in the water
You can cut off all of my hair
And I'll be changing like the weather
But I'll never be like him
'Cause blood is thick but water is forever
And I'm stiffer than a board, lighter than a feather
And that girl will be a problem only if you let her
And I left her back home but I cannot forget her
Writer: Ashley Nicolette Frangipane
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lucky
I am so lucky
Everybody, get in line to meet the girl who flew too high
Who does it all just to be liked by strangers that she met online
Did it all to be included, my self-loathing so deep-rooted
Inner child that's unrecruited, truth is I'm not suited for it
When I die, I won't have time to spend my money
But I hope that you still love me
'Cause I'm so lucky, I'm a star
But I cry, cry, cry in my lonely heart, thinkin'
If there's nothin' missin' in my life
Then why (why, why?)
Do these tears come at night?
Why they come? Why they come?
Why they come? Why they come?
And why she losin' so much weight?
I heard it's from the drugs she ate
And I feel her, but I can't relate
'Cause I'd never end up in that state
A girl like that is a mother, must be tough
A problem child, I was rough
But what do you do with a difficult grownup?
When I die, I won't have time to spend my money
But I hope that you still love me (da-da-da-da, da-da-mm)
'Cause I'm so lucky (I'm so lucky), I'm a star
But I cry, cry, cry in my lonely heart, thinkin'
If there's nothin' missin' in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?
I shaved my head four times because I wanted to
And then I did it one more time 'cause I got sick (I am so lucky)
And I thought I changed so much, nobody would notice it, and no one did
And I left the doctor's office full of tears
Became a single mom at my premiere
And I told everybody I was fine for a whole damn year
And that's the biggest lie of my career
But I'm so lucky, I'm a star
And I cry, cry, cry in my lonely heart, thinkin'
If there's nothin' missin' in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?
I'm so lucky, I'm a star
But I cry, cry, cry in my lonely heart, thinkin'
If there's nothin' missin' in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?
She's so lucky, she's so lucky
She's so lucky, she's so
Haven't you heard?
Writer: Alexander Kronlund, Ashley Frangipane, James Everett Lawrence, Max Martin, Michael Uzowuru, Rami Yacoub, Travon Potts
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Letter to God (1998)
Say, hello, everybody
Hello, nice to meet you
This a microphone
What does mommy use the microphone for?
It is for, for mommy sing
Yeah, for mommy's singing
Who's your favorite singer?
Mommy
Please, God, or whoever you are
Please, God, or whoever you are
Please, God, or whoever you are
Please, God, or whoever you are
These days I get less calls 'cause no one wants to hear my voice
I'm miss the days when I was getting texts that I could just avoid
And I'm trying to be calm and not pre-emptively destroy
I wonder who he really loves me, or who wants to be employed
Every time I'm in the real world, I just end up paranoid
I stay at home all by my lonesome with my little baby boy
And I watch him on the kitchen floor, he's playing with his toys
And I don't ever wanna leave him, but I don't think it's my choice
So I'm basking in these moments where I feel a shred of joy
But I don't think my pleas are heard because I'm screaming in the void
I'm screaming
Please, God, oh, You've gotta be sick
Why do You make it hurt and why's it over so quick?
Please, God, I'm finally loved
I finally found somebody I don't wanna get rid of
Please, God, is it busy up there? (Please, God, Please, God)
You took a little while to respond to my prayer
Please, God, no, this doesn't seem fair
I'm trying not to show it, but I'm terribly scared
Please, God, or whoever you are
Please, God, or whoever you are
Please, God, or whoever you are
La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, mm
Writer: Ashley Nicolette Frangipane
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Great Impersonator
No one has to know
I could always hide
But sometimes it might get to me
The things and all their minds
Like they don't know I'm lonely
And they don't know I'm kind
Or scared that I can't hack it with the current paradigm
Every single line
Every single rhyme
Every single truth I sing
Once started as a lie
I promise that I'm fine
But then I redesign
And put myself together like some little Frankenstein
Ah-ah
Does a story die with it's narrator?
Ah-ah
Surely it's forgotten soon or later
Ah-ah
Hope they spell my name right in the paper
Ah-ah
In here lies The Great Impersonator
Mm-mm
I'm lying in a car crash
In a pile of broken glass
It's funny how it looks like glitter from the overpass
I'm in a pick-up truck, the door is stuck
I'm sinking in the water and the girl inside is waving
But the people just applaud her
This is a cry for help, calling for assistance
But you can't tell I need it when you're watching from a distance
Ah-ah
Does a story die with it's narrator?
Ah-ah
Surely it's forgotten soon or later
Ah-ah
Hope they spell my name right in the paper
Ah-ah
In here lies The Great Impersonator
Writer: Ashley Nicolette Frangipane
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC