Tiffany Blews

I'm not a crybaby

I'm the crybaby

A caterpillar that got stuck

Mr. Moth come quick with any luck

A long walk to a dark ho-ho-house

A roman candle heart keep us far apart

A cocktail party doin' alright

Hate me, baby, maybe I'm a piece of art

Oh, my friends all lie and say

They only want the best wishes for me

Oh, three, two, one, we go live

Oh, baby, you're a classic

You're like a little black dress

You're a faded moon

Stuck on a little hot mess

Whoa, whoa

And, oh, baby, you're a classic

Like a little black dress

But you'll be faded soon

Stuck on a little hot mess

Whoa, whoa

I can make your heart slow

I can feel the weather in my bones

Wish hard enough I could turn it to what I like

Your pupils, big, roll, they're rollin' like dice

They say they only want the best wishes for me

(They only want the best for me)

Oh, three, two, one, we go live

Oh, baby, you're a classic

Like a little black dress

You're a faded moon

Stuck on a little hot mess

Whoa, whoa

And, oh, baby, you're a classic

Like a little black dress

But you'll be faded soon

Stuck on a little hot mess

Whoa, whoa

I'm not the boy I was, the boy I am is just venting, venting

Dear, gravity, you held me down in this starless city

I'm not the boy I was, the boy I am is just venting, venting

Dear, gravity, you held me down in this starless city

They only want the best wishes for me

(They only want the best for me)

Oh, three, two, one, we go live

Oh, baby, you're a classic

Like a little black dress

You're a faded moon

Stuck on a little hot mess

Whoa, whoa

And, oh, baby, you're a classic

Like a little black dress

But you'll be faded soon

Stuck on a little hot mess

Whoa, whoa

Whoa