Paroles de la chanson Victoria par
I miss calloused fingers in the summertime
I miss campfires and pointing out the satellites
"Your place or mine," '05 was paradise
Sweet sixteen, hickeys, made it past second-base
Push-ups, crop top, then I don't touch the birthday cake
Straightened my hair and prayed to God I'm the same
Now I flinch at the sound of my voice
All I desire, my ego destroyed
When the green in my eyes turns to grey
Not so simple anymore like before
I got bigger and so did my name
Not so little now that I'm in the thick of it
Devoted crowds, funny how clearly I'm more than enough for the world
I miss campfires and pointing out the satellites
"Your place or mine," '05 was paradise
Sweet sixteen, hickeys, made it past second-base
Push-ups, crop top, then I don't touch the birthday cake
Straightened my hair and prayed to God I'm the same
Now I flinch at the sound of my voice
All I desire, my ego destroyed
When the green in my eyes turns to grey
Not so simple anymore like before
I got bigger and so did my name
Not so little now that I'm in the thick of it
Devoted crowds, funny how clearly I'm more than enough for the world
But never Victoria
I miss butterflies, the feeling of a drunken kiss
I miss open mics and living off of twenty quid
Twelve-to-twelve shift, I wonder if this is it
Does anybody love me or not?
Does anybody want what I got?
Sucker for fame, I got a taste, they're singing my praises
But the more that they say it, the more I won't measure up
When the green in my eyes turns to grey
Not so simple anymore like before
I got bigger and so did my name
Not so little now that I'm in the thick of it
Devoted crowds, funny how clearly I'm more than enough for the world
I miss butterflies, the feeling of a drunken kiss
I miss open mics and living off of twenty quid
Twelve-to-twelve shift, I wonder if this is it
Does anybody love me or not?
Does anybody want what I got?
Sucker for fame, I got a taste, they're singing my praises
But the more that they say it, the more I won't measure up
When the green in my eyes turns to grey
Not so simple anymore like before
I got bigger and so did my name
Not so little now that I'm in the thick of it
Devoted crowds, funny how clearly I'm more than enough for the world
But never Victoria
There's a world where she sits on the barstool, sipping Chardonnay
Victoria stays, bends, and breaks for a man like an old cliché
But I saw her ghost, set her free, she's taking one for the team
I let her go, but she keeps on following
When the green in my eyes turns to grey
Not so simple anymore like before
I got bigger and so did my name
Not so little now that I'm in the thick of it
Devoted crowds, funny how clearly I'm more than enough for the world
And even my girl
And I'll find my worth
There's a world where she sits on the barstool, sipping Chardonnay
Victoria stays, bends, and breaks for a man like an old cliché
But I saw her ghost, set her free, she's taking one for the team
I let her go, but she keeps on following
When the green in my eyes turns to grey
Not so simple anymore like before
I got bigger and so did my name
Not so little now that I'm in the thick of it
Devoted crowds, funny how clearly I'm more than enough for the world
And even my girl
And I'll find my worth
But never Victoria