Idling Somewhere

Jane Remover

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    He can't stop watching me
    I dance, I dance, I dance
    On the floor, claw marks, and the back of my dress
    He tucks his hands underneath
    He makes a fist, he moves it around
    And he walks

    Tip the crown, know it's wrong, but I had nowhere to start
    Half a mind, half a brain, but just enough, so it's hard
    Watch me down, know I'm bad, I always get what I want
    Felt it coming off me, losing grip of his arm
    It passed his knuckles and I asked to turn the pain up a notch
    Hid my covet in the dirt, and I deserve it, after all
    Up and down on a mandolin, in a language we understand

    I drilled that hole in my head, I've never felt so ashamed
    How to eat myself alive, you taught me everything
    Tip the crown, know it's wrong, but I had nowhere to start
    Half a mind, half a brain, but just enough, so it's hard
    Watch me down, know I'm bad, I always get what I want
    Felt it coming off me, losing grip of his arm
    It passed his knuckles and I asked to turn the pain up a notch

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    Don't leave it on
    He can't stop watching me
    I dance, I dance, I dance
    On the floor, claw marks, and the back of my dress
    He tucks his hands underneath
    He makes a fist, he moves it around
    And he walks
    (He walks)

    I wring the water out the towel
    But don't get too close
    I crashed the car, I saw an angel, and he watched me burn
    With every step, I'm trying
    Pry my jaw open at the ends
    Didn't touch the sink in two days
    Said: Are you proud of me, babe?
    Are you proud of me, boy?
    Are you proud of me, baby?

    I had a dream all my teeth fell out sleeping next to you
    I had a dream all my hair fell out sleeping next to you
    I had a dream I sunk into your bed, trails left behind
    I'm covered in him, and I'm scared this is all it'll be
    You play jane, she stares real hard at the hole in your mouth
    She sings along, you don't even know who the song's about

    Is it true only tourists go to clubs in Miami?
    And if you find out, never break your promise to take me there
    And I cried, God, I'm so tired of being young
    I had the time, now I just want to be the same
    In a video of my corpse online, tampered

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    Composición: Jane Remover

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