Two girls with their hair tied back
And faces bare with innocence
Can you blame them?
They stay awake for hours
And compare how they lost their flowers
But they were all bastards in the end
They decide to watch a movie
Forget to sleep
And the brunette says "Pop Culture is more important you see"
"You see"
So 'Lolita' is the chosen one
No role models are ever shown
But I guess it's more realistic that way
So we watch this red lip girl give lip
And Humbert starts to lose his shit
But we don't mind
Cause we see ourselves, inside of them
So I guess that makes me Winona Ryder
And my blonde Polish girl
Is Taylor Momsen in disguise yeah
Yeahhhhha
Two girls with their hair tied back
Faces forlorn with experience
Can you blame them?
So the movie comes to a close
The evening goes, and the morning glows
As if the stars hung up the phone
So we look out at the misty glaze
The bluish haze the skyline makes
Before the world starts to wake
Damn, It's so pretty
It's so damn pretty
It's so pretty
It's almost time to say farewell
It's like been riding an emotional carousel
Things were said, and tears were shed
Oh my, we've grown so close tonight
But no one, no one
Will understand, why