— lyric starters : dessa’s chime.
baby, put that out; i don’t let nobody smoke in here.
i think i wanna go somewhere.
i don’t like the quiet, that’s why you got invited.
oh, fuck it, my ride’s coming.
they used to know me here. haven’t used that name in years.
they don’t want you involved, just want you around.
i don’t ask if she’s alright ‘cause i think she’d lie tonight.
people in power can edit the past.
i’m not some method actress.
trying to see my descent? you’re gonna have to play the tape backwards.
standing on my staircase, all you are is a fire hazard.
see how an honest answer shuts down motherfuckers asking trick questions.
i’ve done it all in broad daylight and i left the cameras running.
my secret is i don’t keep none.
see something, go ahead and say something. i ain’t afraid of it.
i don’t see too many rivals now.
i don’t need an agenda, i just tell the truth.
i don’t win ‘em all but i’d say i take five out of six.
no luck, just fortified dice.
i’ve been wendy living with the lost boys.
got confused if it was from or to that we were running.
funny, you don’t know the concessions you’re making until you catalog them, and by then they’re many and you’re battle-hardened.
i’m here to file my report as the vixen of the wolf pack.
tell patient zero he can have his rib back.
you can’t be too broke to break.
angels can’t watch everybody all the time.
that formula works if you can live it, but it works by putting half the world off limits.
by definition you can’t make a difference if the big ambition is simply standing sentry to your innocence.
i don’t believe my will’s quite free.
add wings, add heart, add harp, all set.
hand to god i didn’t think it was contagious.
it’s just all bells; sometimes i ring myself to see if i might chime.
they say there’s good grief, but how can you tell it from the bad?
time has a funny kind of violence.
good grief: i’ve heard people say it, what a phrase, what a state to be in.
i do my own stunts and my own saving.
this time my best wasn’t good enough. well, fuck, usually it is.
i’m willing to work for this, just show me where to dig.
secrets don’t like to be kept.
i got foolish, dreaming on a future with you.
can’t you just let me call it a crush?
thought you were leaning in — thought it might mean something.
it wasn’t enough, now was it?
never let a broken heart keep you from the dance floor.
i talk real fast when i get nervous.
i’ve been as bad as good girls get but i don’t regret too much just yet.
always a bridesmaid, never an astronaut!
they say that your heart is the size of your first.
what if i could cure me of you?
maybe i’m happier with half of you than i’d be with clean but empty rooms.
we should be a settled argument but i can’t do that.
if you can you’re supposed to try to let it go.
i don’t know the girl i’d be if we’d left well enough alone.
i’m the only one who’s still awake.
i can’t say what would be good enough.
i’m not so sure this is the good fight anymore.
i fold for no one and i always win.
i don’t keep much close to my chest.
he’s always at his best when the blade’s right up against his neck.
when the shit goes wrong, man comes correct.
i know i should feel lucky, but i’m just feeling spent.
we both know that i don’t believe that to be true.
we were young in different circumstances. had the same set of questions, all different answers.
if we could’ve traded places, maybe we’d exchange whole lives.
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