Black dress with the tights underneath,. I got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth,. And shes an actress (actress),. But she ain't got no need. Shes got money from her parents in a trust
. I like that you're broken. Broken like me. Maybe that makes me a fool. I like that you're lonely. Lonely like me. I could be lonely with you. I met you late night, at a party. Some trustfund
at a party. Some trustfund baby's Brooklyn loft. By the bathroom you said let's talk. But my confidence is wearing off. These aren't my people. These aren't my friends. She grabbed my face and. That's
a gimmick not and act. This critics and these trustfund kids. Try to tell me what punk is. But when I see them on the street. They got nothing to say. . And if I make it through today. Will