Work at the bar
Laugh at the guys bumping into us girls
Had freedom 'cause I had my car
And I wasn't trying to fall in love
Just figure out the world
I'm feeding some kind of demon
Trying to get my heart to start beating
What I want
Is this really, really, what I want?
Turns him on his idea of me
Am I really, really, what he wants?
Thinks I'm the secret to his West Coast dream
Is this really, really, what I want?
Someday soon I'm going to leave him here
Won't be able to touch me, catch me
Tell me that I'm what he fears
The diner at 3
He studies me like a bug, a butterfly
I say work's okay it's the same people every night
The lonely, the drunks, the lost
Colliding in the romance of the neon lights
I'm feeding some kind of demon
Hoping that his heart will start, start beating
'Cause, what I want
Is this really, really, what I want?
Turns him on this idea of me
Is this really, really, what I want?
I'm not the secret to his West Coast dream
Is this really, really, what I want?
Someday soon I'm going to leave him here
Won't be able to touch me, catch me
Tell me that I'm what he fear
What I want
Is this really, really, what I want?
(This is mine)
Palomino Video (MV)
Performed By: Alaska Reid
Language: English
Length: 4:01
Written by: Alaska Reid, Alexander Guy Cook, Waylon Dean Rector
Alaska Reid - Palomino Lyrics
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Work at the bar
Laugh at the guys bumping into us girls
Had freedom 'cause I had my car
And I wasn't trying to fall in love
Just figure out the world
I'm feeding some kind of demon
Trying to get my heart to start beating
What I want
Is this really, really, what I want?
Turns him on his idea of me
Am I really, really, what he wants?
Thinks I'm the secret to his West Coast dream
Is this really, really, what I want?
Someday soon I'm going to leave him here
Won't be able to touch me, catch me
Tell me that I'm what he fears
The diner at 3
He studies me like a bug, a butterfly
I say work's okay it's the same people every night
The lonely, the drunks, the lost
Colliding in the romance of the neon lights
I'm feeding some kind of demon
Hoping that his heart will start, start beating
'Cause, what I want
Is this really, really, what I want?
Turns him on this idea of me
Is this really, really, what I want?
I'm not the secret to his West Coast dream
Is this really, really, what I want?
Someday soon I'm going to leave him here
Won't be able to touch me, catch me
Tell me that I'm what he fear
What I want
Is this really, really, what I want?
(This is mine)
Laugh at the guys bumping into us girls
Had freedom 'cause I had my car
And I wasn't trying to fall in love
Just figure out the world
I'm feeding some kind of demon
Trying to get my heart to start beating
What I want
Is this really, really, what I want?
Turns him on his idea of me
Am I really, really, what he wants?
Thinks I'm the secret to his West Coast dream
Is this really, really, what I want?
Someday soon I'm going to leave him here
Won't be able to touch me, catch me
Tell me that I'm what he fears
The diner at 3
He studies me like a bug, a butterfly
I say work's okay it's the same people every night
The lonely, the drunks, the lost
Colliding in the romance of the neon lights
I'm feeding some kind of demon
Hoping that his heart will start, start beating
'Cause, what I want
Is this really, really, what I want?
Turns him on this idea of me
Is this really, really, what I want?
I'm not the secret to his West Coast dream
Is this really, really, what I want?
Someday soon I'm going to leave him here
Won't be able to touch me, catch me
Tell me that I'm what he fear
What I want
Is this really, really, what I want?
(This is mine)
Writer: Alaska Reid, Alexander Guy Cook, Waylon Dean Rector
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC