Let’s sign em Out the comma
And the armor
The ice, baby
You follow
Every hollow
Friend to all those
In the air we breathe
I don’t want you to be the queen of LA
You’re complicated and a waste of a heartache
I don’t wanna be the king of LA
Don’t give a fuck who’s partying harder
Your mind is sleeping, but your heart is awake
They will talk so you better get over it I don’t want you to be the queen of LA
I know they’re killers but there’s plenty of heartache
(Heartache)
We should get drunk
Try to be friends
Out the offence, and
Pretend we’re free
It’s alarming
How pity-starving
Afraid to not be The next big thing
I don’t want you to be the queen of LA
You’re complicated and a waste of a heartache
I don’t wanna be the king of LA
Don’t give a fuck who’s partying harder
Your mind is sleeping, but your heart is awake
They will talk so you better get over it I don’t want you to be the queen of LA
I know they’re killers but there’s plenty of heartache
Shake me down
Like a magazine
A dog in need
You can have me No final heart
No last goodbye
No reconcile
Just you and me I don’t want you to be the queen of LA
You’re complicated and a waste of a heartache
I don’t wanna be the king of LA
Don’t give a fuck
I don’t want you to be the queen of LA
You’re complicated and a waste of a heartache
I don’t wanna be the king of LA
Don’t give a fuck who’s partying harder
Your mind is sleeping, but your heart is awake
They will talk so you better get over it I don’t want you to be the queen of LA
I know they’re killers but there’s plenty of heartache
(But there’s plenty of heartache)
(But there’s plenty of heartache)
(But there’s plenty of heartache)