Romie Adler's Musical Guide

Chapter 25: "Moments" - Tove Lo

Lyrics:

I grew up with a lot of green

Nice things 'round meI was safe, I was fineGrew up with a lot of dreamsPlans who to beNone of them know were mine

I love freaks, I don't care if you're a wild one
I love freaks, I don't care if you're a wild one
And me

I, I'm not the prettiest you've ever seen
But I have my
MOMENTS
I have my
MOMENTS
Not the flawless one, I've never been
But I have my
MOMENTS
I have my
MOMENTS


I can get a little drunk, I get into all the drugs
But on good days I am charming as fuck
I can get a little drunk, I get into all the drugs
But on good days I am charming as fuck

I can be the perfect one
But I'll make you come
And I'm locked in you're mind
You can say I don't belong
That I'm so wrong
I can tell, tell you lie

I love freaks, I don't care if you're a wild one
I love freaks, I don't care if you're a wild one
And

I, I'm not the prettiest you've ever seen
But I have my
MOMENTS
I have my
MOMENTS
Not the flawless one, I've never been
But I have my
MOMENTS
I have my
MOMENTS


I can get a little drunk, I get into all the drugs
But on good days I am charming as fuck
I can get a little drunk, I get into all the drugs
But on good days I am charming as fuck

Rough around the edges, memories and baggage
You know me
Never play the safe card, when I go I go hard
And now you know

I, I'm not the prettiest you've ever seen
But I have my
MOMENTS
I have my
MOMENTS
Not the flawless one, I've never been
But I have my
MOMENTS
I have my
MOMENTS

I can get a little drunk, I get into all the drugs

But on good days I am charming as fuck

I can get a little drunk, I get into all the drugs

But on good days I am charming as fuck

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       Zane met me at the airport, he was already in Detroit for the show tonight. It was only a four drive from their last show in Chicago, IL. When I got off the plane, Zane greeted me with a warm hung, and a sloop kiss on the lips. He then took my hand in his as we walked over to baggage claim.       

       As all three of my bags came down the shoot, Zane gave me a funny look. I get it, I'm a girl, I have a lot of things. But, because of him I had to pay $25 each to check it onto the plane. I miss the days when you didn't have to pay to check bags, especially since I'm going to be living out of a suitcase for awhile, and have to go back to L.A. for "work" stuff.