I want my pearls & diamonds I want my fancy car I want a love that burns me up I want some cuts & scars
You said you can hold me You'll make me warm & sweet Will you still recognize me when I'm torn up & imcomplete
What will become of me Will you wait around to see? What will become of me Will you wait around to see?
Never found a place to keep me The darkness calls like a banshee Just when the bed is warm & ready I'm struggling to be free
what will become of me Will you wait around to see? What will become of me Will you wait around to see?
I want my pearls & diamonds I want some cuts & scars
what will become of me Will you wait around to see? What will become of me Will you wait around to see? what will become of me Will you wait around to see?