Prima Donna

 

All too familiar with the city
Babygirl stop acting pretty
There’s so much more to see
There’s a lot of girls you’ll never be
Don’t respond I don’t care
When you’re throwing up
You’ll wish I was there
You’re going too far
You always go too far
Wearing all that makeup
I hope they take the keys to your car
Tears and alcohol
It’s the same every night
No one cares about your feelings
You’re gonna be alright
On the phone picking a fight
“What are you talking about”
This is why we didn’t work
Not concerned about figuring you out
I know you’re hurt

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