The future she wants The things that I'm not The love that we lost She still believes in The rage that she's got The problems don't stop I know She fucking hates me Driving back down Mulholland Cracked lips, cold night before the storm The keys in my hand are heavy She waits behind that door I don't need no LA Queen She don't mean that much to me I don't need no one to hold When it's dark and cold And I don't need no LA Queen To turn me into broken pieces I'd rather be alone When it hurts the most Another white lie Another crossed line Another "I'll try" won't break the cycle That look in her eye She told me we're fine But no, I just don't believe it Laying under the streetlights Cold stares, red flares and slamming doors Her head on my chest is heavy And I can't breathe her anymore I don't need no LA Queen She don't mean that much to me I don't need no one to hold When it's dark and cold And I don't need no LA Queen To turn me into broken pieces I'd rather be alone When it hurts the most Driving back down Mulholland White wine, red eyes and heavy thoughts The hole in my heart is haunted Well, she waits I don't need no LA Queen She don't mean that much to me I don't need no one to hold When it's dark and cold And I don't need no LA Queen To turn me into broken pieces I'd rather be alone When it hurts the most