paroles de chanson I'VE BECOME - 3OH!3

Red lipstick, but let′s get realistic
You ain't marilyn
The shade of red for every kind of man that you got
A princess sitting on the castle, love
A self-shot artist
In the bathroom, that′s where you make your collages
I'm the farest reaching planet
From the star where you were standing
This should be obvious but dammit,
This ain't how I planned it
The hardest part of breaking up is first foot on the
So I
Shallow nights, shallow days
Teach me how to live with all this poison under my veins
I′ve become the person that I hated the most
When I was young
Black zip up hoodie in the back of a pick up truck
With a 40 of whatever, like who gives a fuck (quick, duck)
When the lights are flashing
And the city is like non-stop
And they driving back and forth like it was a
Caught me in the back of the bar,
Taking shots to the head like
Put another quarter in the juke,
′Cause I don't wanna let this song stop
This goes out to the young hearts that aren′t right in some spots
That blow up like sunspots
And leave you with a blood clot
Into the, who think they can play my heart strings
I'm just gonna open up and let the dark sink
Shallow nights, shallow days
Teach me how to live with all this poison under my veins
I′ve become the person that I hated the most
When I was young
Slow down, down
Slow down, down
Down
Shallow nights, shallow days
Teach me how to live with all this poison under my veins
I've become the person that I hated the most
When I was young