F*ck it, I'm yours
For the time being
Don't ask about it no more
Oh, my head's spinning, my fingers shaking, I'm tired of waiting
(You can't escape it, you can't escape it)
You can't escape it
Craving something else, kind of lust they sell in movies
Like a curious fly I got stuck in your spider's web
But I'm a good-girl-gone-bad wannabe, a trash in making
So there's nothing I regret, I'm satisfied instead
It feels like Matrix, the world's glitching and highlighting my mistakes
Proudly walking over a pit of despair
Countless alarm bells are ringing like a sweetest BGM
But I no longer care
F*ck it, I'm yours
For the time being
Don't ask about it no more
Oh, my head's spinning, my fingers shaking, I'm tired of waiting
(You can't escape it, you can't escape it)
You can't escape it (you can't escape it)