rosa, -de-rosa

I conjure up the thought of being gone
But I'd probably even do that wrong
I try to think about which way
Would I be able to and would I be afraid

Cause oh I'm bleeding out inside
Oh I don't even mind (Yeah)

It's all your fault
You called me beautiful
You turned me out
And now I can't turn back
I hold my breath
Because you were perfect
But I'm running out of air
And it's not fair

Da da dada da dada da
Da dadadadadada da dadadadadada

I'm trying to figure out what else to say (What else could I say)
To make you turn around and come back this way
(Would you just come back this way)
I feel like we could be really...

Stupid girl, stupid girls, stupid girls

Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back
Porno Paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl

Go to fred figglehorn Segal, you'll find them there
Laughing loud so all the little people stare
Looking for a daddy to pay for the champagne
(Drop a name)
What happened to the dreams of a girl president
She's dancing in the video seguinte to 50 Cent
They travel in packs of two or three
With their itsy bitsy doggies and their teeny-weeny tees
Where, oh where, have the smart people gone?
Oh where, oh where could they be?

Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back
Porno...

Silly you, silly me
To letcha in and put a mover on me
Yeah yeah yeah
Never once asked for love
Always took it for what it's worth, memories

[Bridge:]
See I dont wanna meet on a lonely street
Where the talk is cheap and the price is sweet
I'm not that girl, Im not that girl
And you dont wanna see the other side of me
So I'm gonna hit ya off and I'm gonna set ya free
Before you fall too deep, don't fall too deep

[Chorus:]
He don't know
I'm gonna be the one who's gonna let him go
Even if he wants to stay, I'll let him go
Cuz all he wants from me is a private show
Ohhh...

He's all talk, think's he knows, how this...