Watching through the greying shadows of my living room,
A driver opens up a Chevrolet and takes my body far away
To clouds of blinis, diamond caviar, and noses bleeding,
To secret basements, heirloom vases filled with nothing.
Don't take my words as anything other than
Submissive lies
Don't wait for me to sing
I told you I wanted to die
I was waiting for you to do it
Told me you'd savour my life
Like you did with my burgundy body
Lonely in a crowd of names and statue-studded rooms,
My hearts so far away that all my words sound like things I'd never say.
Crying between broken champagne glasses
And my loss of freedom
Suede-lined private planes that take you nowhere,
And for no reason.
Hmmm...
The soft of my thighs still smells like old money.
Hmmm...
The curse of a high, the death of a body.
Don't take my words as anything other than
Submissive lies
Don't wait for me to sing
I told you I wanted to die
I was waiting for you to do it
Told me you'd saviour my life
Like you did with my burgundy body