Lana Del Rey – Tired Of Singing The Blues (Cherry Blossom Album)

Lana Del Rey – Tired Of Singing The Blues (Cherry Blossom Album)

[Intro]
You know, sometimes I think God is playing a little game with me
Looking down from heaven, laughing, and 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

[Verse 1]
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 trying to sell me more, babe?

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Bridge]
Oh, I’m so far gone, I can’t turn off my mind
It’s like a ticking time bomb
Trying to kill me from inside
Haunting day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?

[Verse 3]
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 around the same town, knocking you down, I’m fucked
How can I get out when there’s nowhere to go for miles around?

[Chorus]
A 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

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