Writing in blood on the 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
Rami Malek
Writing in blood on the 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
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
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
I’ve been tearing up town in my fucking white gown
Like a goddamn near sociopath
“So this is where we are
It’s not where we had wanted to be
If half the world’s gone mad
The other half just don’t care, you see”
“World Gone Mad” by Bastille
“But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near”
“Tiny Dancer” by Elton John
“Come on baby, let’s ride
We can escape to the great sunshine
I know your wife and she wouldn’t mind
We made it out to the other side”
“Cola” by Lana Del Rey
“Put on that Hotel California
Dance around like I’m insane
I feel free when I see no one
And nobody knows my name”
“God Knows I Tried” by Lana Del Rey
“Like a summer rose
Needs the sun and rain
I need your sweet love”
“I Just Don’t Know What To Do With Myself” by The White Stripes
“I’ll wait for you, babe, that’s all I do, babe
Don’t come through, babe, you never do”
“Pretty When You Cry” by Lana Del Rey