Friday Lyrics Mash: Blank Believin’

They’ll tell you I’m insane
Up and down the boulevard
Just one more time
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They’ll tell you I’m insane
Hidin’ somewhere in the night
Cherry lips, crystal skies
Don’t stop believin’

Be that girl for a month
A singer in a smoky room
And you love the game
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They’ll tell you I’m insane
Everybody wants a thrill
Streetlights, people
I’m dying to see how this one ends

You look like my next mistake
Magic, madness, heaven, sin
Some will win, some will lose
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They’ll tell you I’m insane
Grab your passport and my hand
Hold on to the feelin’
Wait, the worst is yet to come, oh no

But I’ve got a blank space, baby
Livin’ in a lonely world
‘Cause, darling, I’m a nightmare dressed like a daydream
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They’ll tell you I’m insane
Boys only want love if it’s torture
So it’s gonna be forever
Don’t stop believin’

Just a small town girl
Oh my God, look at that face
Don’t say I didn’t say I didn’t warn ya
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They’ll tell you I’m insane
Livin’ just to find emotion
I can make all the tables turn
Don’t say I didn’t say, I didn’t warn ya

Their shadows searching in the night
Screaming, crying, perfect storms
Oh my God, who is she?
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They’ll tell you I’m insane
Ain’t it funny, rumors fly
I get drunk on jealousy
And I know you heard about me

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Friday Lyrics Mash: Blank Believin’

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