⋆。‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧。⋆ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 (pt. 1)
i heard you calling on the megaphone.
you wanted to see me all alone.
as legend has it, you are quite the pyro.
you light the match to watch it blow.
and if you had never come for me, i might have drowned in the melancholy.
i swore my loyalty to me, myself, and i.
right before you lit my sky up.
all that time, i sat alone in my tower while you were just honing your powers.
late one night, you dug me out of my grave and saved my heart from the fate of ophelia.
i keep it one hundred on the land, the sea, the sky.
i pledge allegiance to your hands, your team, your vibes.
i don’t care where the hell you’ve been because now you’re mine.
it’s about to be the sleepless night you’ve been dreaming of.
love was a cold bed full of scorpions, and the venom stole her sanity.
if you had never come for me, i might have lingered in purgatory.
it’s locked inside my memory, and only you possess the key.
no longer drowning and deceived, all because you came for me.
do you think it’s forever?
that view of portofino was on my mind when you called me at the plaza athénée.
oftentimes, it doesn’t feel so glamorous to be me.
all the right guys promised they’d stay, but under bright lights, they withered away.
if your letters ever said goodbye, i’d cry my eyes violet.
tell me for real, do you think it’s forever?
i’ve been number one, but i never had two, and i can’t have fun if i can’t have you.
be my ny when hollywood hates me.
you’re only as hot as your last hit, baby.
what could you possibly get for the girl who has everything and nothing all at once?
i would trade the cartier for someone to trust… just kidding.
they say i’m bad news; i just say thanks.
and you look at me like you’re hypnotized, and i think you know why.
if you ever leave me high and dry, i’d cry my eyes violet.
do you think it’s forever, if i can’t have you?
all my white diamonds and lovers are forever.
don’t you ever end up anything but mine.
i had a bad habit of missing lovers past.
my brother used to call it “eating out of the trash.”
i thought my house was haunted.
i used to live with ghosts.
all the perfect couples said, “when you know, you know,” and, “when you don’t, you don’t.”
all of the foes and all of the friends have seen it before; they’ll see it again.
life is a song, it ends when it ends.
you were dancing through the lightning strikes, sleepless in the onyx night.
never made no one like you before.
you had to make your own sunshine.
you couldn’t understand it, why you felt alone.
you were in it for real; she was in her phone.
don’t we try to love love?
we give it all we’ve got.
you finally left the table, and what a simple thought…
you’re starving until you’re not.
and all of the foes and all of the friends have messed up before; they’ll mess up again.
this is just a storm inside a teacup.
shelter here with me, my love.
this life will beat you up.
this is just a temporary speed bump.
failure brings you freedom.
don’t you sweat it, baby, it’s alright.