You pull the blinds, pull the rug out from under me
And I waste my life floating away on ecstasy
For this fate was written in the stars, babe
For this day was all I ever had
Just today
You're right
And you piss to mark your territory
You want
You take
All the afterthoughts and all the glory
You make
Lemonade
And you pour it down the drain to spite me
You're too cool
Touché
Dedicate that one to me, and I'll dedicate this one to you
I promise
You saw the way that you made me a superstar
Three days, three nights, it got my hand stuck in the cookie jar
For this fate was written in the stars, babe
For those days were all I ever had
Those three days
And you're right
And you piss to mark your territory
You want
You take
All the afterthoughts and all the glory
You make
Lemonade
And you pour it down the drain to spite me
You're too cool
Touché
Dedicate that one to me, and I'll dedicate this one to you
I promise
You make
Lemonade
Why's it taste so sour?
Why's it taste so sour?