Two girls kissing in the kitchen Bottles on the way An empty house that you don’t live in But it’s where you stay In the city of some angels but the devils in LA You throw some money on the bed So they know where to lay Used to Dream of nights where you would Be up in the hills Flirting with your fate Or just a nightmare wearing heels I can get you higher than every single pill No, we won’t get to heaven But I’ll show you how it feels And it feels like this night keeps going But it's only been hours Want you in my bed on the floor To the counter then the shower Baby won’t be there when you need me most Maybe you should treat me like I'm solid gold Tell me how you like it Money, power, fame and more I can leave my clothes right by the mattress On the floor You’ve been cutting corners But be useful, cut some lines He tells me that he loves me I told him I’d rather die Dream of nights where you would Be up in the hills Flirting with your fate Or just a nightmare wearing heels I can get you higher Than every single pill No, we won’t get to heaven But ill show you how it feels And it feels like this night keeps going But it's only been hours Want you in my bed on the floor To the counter then the shower Baby won’t be there when you need me most Maybe you should treat me like I'm solid gold Baby won’t be there when you need me most Maybe you should treat me like I'm solid gold