Paroles de la chanson Sad Porn par
Smokin' up on the lawn
So green
He keep his eyes on me
Like he's watching sad porn, how sweet
Hot tears fall in my cold Aperol
Cause I can't do a thing
So I stare at the blue up above
Dirty dove sing, sing to the beat
From the chest, to the death, to the bitter, bitter end
Honey
Uh, uh, baby show me off to your friends
Uh, show 'em baby, show 'em you the best
Uh, tell me does the drunk cigarette burning up in your hand
So green
He keep his eyes on me
Like he's watching sad porn, how sweet
Hot tears fall in my cold Aperol
Cause I can't do a thing
So I stare at the blue up above
Dirty dove sing, sing to the beat
From the chest, to the death, to the bitter, bitter end
Honey
Uh, uh, baby show me off to your friends
Uh, show 'em baby, show 'em you the best
Uh, tell me does the drunk cigarette burning up in your hand
Make you feel like the man
Uh, baby show me off like a star
Star, I'm the pretty baby swingin' on your arm
Uh, tell me, does the sad little heart bleeding out in your hand
Make you feel like the man
Road kill fawn
High speed
He keep his aim on me
Like a Hitchcock blonde
Poor thing
Don't wanna fight, I just wanna go free
And I can't kiss a ring
So I cry to the gods up above
Dirty dove sing, sing to the world
From the chest, to the death, to the bitter, bitter end
Uh, baby show me off like a star
Star, I'm the pretty baby swingin' on your arm
Uh, tell me, does the sad little heart bleeding out in your hand
Make you feel like the man
Road kill fawn
High speed
He keep his aim on me
Like a Hitchcock blonde
Poor thing
Don't wanna fight, I just wanna go free
And I can't kiss a ring
So I cry to the gods up above
Dirty dove sing, sing to the world
From the chest, to the death, to the bitter, bitter end
Honey
Uh, uh, baby show me off to your friends
Uh, show 'em baby, show 'em you the best
Uh, tell me does the drunk cigarette burning up in your hand
Make you feel like the man
Uh, baby show me off like a star
Star, I'm the pretty baby swingin' on your arm
Uh, tell me, does the sad little heart bleeding out in your hand
Make you feel like the man
Do you feel like the man?
Do you feel like the man?
Smokin' up in a white veil
Married to a nightmare
Uh, uh, baby show me off to your friends
Uh, show 'em baby, show 'em you the best
Uh, tell me does the drunk cigarette burning up in your hand
Make you feel like the man
Uh, baby show me off like a star
Star, I'm the pretty baby swingin' on your arm
Uh, tell me, does the sad little heart bleeding out in your hand
Make you feel like the man
Do you feel like the man?
Do you feel like the man?
Smokin' up in a white veil
Married to a nightmare
Married to a big bad psychopathic millionaire
Kinda like a pimp
He like it when I'm fucked up
He can turn a profit off of making me feel stuff
Hot like a rockstar
27 club
Hot like my body when I kick it in the bathtub
He like me on my knees
He like me on the floor
He like it when I cry, like it's fucking sad porn
Kinda like a mascot
Baby, take your mask off
We could be aggressive
Cock it, pull it, it's a stand-off
He be so cold
Open up the mini bar
I'm the little sad sexy freak you found in Canada
Kinda like a pimp
He like it when I'm fucked up
He can turn a profit off of making me feel stuff
Hot like a rockstar
27 club
Hot like my body when I kick it in the bathtub
He like me on my knees
He like me on the floor
He like it when I cry, like it's fucking sad porn
Kinda like a mascot
Baby, take your mask off
We could be aggressive
Cock it, pull it, it's a stand-off
He be so cold
Open up the mini bar
I'm the little sad sexy freak you found in Canada