all the world is ours

you've got a pretty kind of dirty face.

i remember you well in the afternoons

beneath the golden rays of summer

lighting your cigarette, looking away

i remember the way you sang nothing's

gonna hurt you babe

but yes, you hurted me, babe

cause y'know? everything's lost for me

i died a thousand times

in every corner of my bedroom

and everywhere i turn

there's something blocking my scape

but not you, baby, please, not you

it's getting hard to be a girl with no
north

i need a name to define me

a place i can call mine

because the songs are going to stay

but i am surely going to die

fuck, that's scary

but i know that you were never afraid

the next jim morrison, remember?

oh, the way i used to cry

is nothing compared to the smiles i fake now

and

(fuck)

you're such a riot

and if something's beautiful today

then tomorrow it's gonna get worse

and i'm sure it's going to be that way

cause, oh

honey

i used to know you

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