Текст песни Tired of singing the blues - Lana Del Rey

(You know sometimes
I think God's playing a little game with me
Looking down from heaven, laughing
Trying to see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it's like a joke
Nobody's had more shots at the moon
And missed, than me)
It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Trying to make something of myself
Life's got something else in mind
I'm fighting a losing game and I'm biding my time
You won't be my man
Do I understand?
No, stop!
I don't want to hear another word about your "Why not"s
I bought your bullshit all before
Now, you're tryna sell me more, babe
Man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, oooh
I'm walking down the streets
You wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey
Ribbons in my hair, and I am sinking down
A double life, a sordid past, and I am drinking now
I want to be bad
You say you were glad to see me shut up
I don't want to know another thing you think you know about me
I'm not who you think I am
Smiling, but I ain't happy
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, oooh
Oh, my super God
I can't turn off my mind
It's like a ticking time bomb trying to kill me from inside
Haunting me day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?
I've felt this way before
I've known the depths of utter desperation
My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star
With loneliness as my occupation
I know that he's right, but I don't care tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad
I can't stop
I keep running 'round the same town, knocking you down
I'm fucked!
How can I get out when there's nowhere to go for miles around?
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
Tired, oooh-oh-oh
Ooooh, oooh, ooh