| Kitchen's crazy with love |
| No time cleaning, the job's hard enough |
| On the weeknights, she stays busy in the clouds |
| 5 a.m., she gets up |
| Sun rising up, but she's running off |
| Toward a life that paints the day she won't want to wake up |
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| And she's buried alive in bills neck high |
| And she sits down and says it's alright |
| No use crying and losing time |
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| She dreams of autographs |
| And photographs |
| And no attachments to |
| These woes of present tense |
| This life is dead |
| If she wishes to |
| Late hours are painful |
| Laying awake too long |
| Fantasies turn blue |
| Keeps dreaming of autographs |
| And photographs |
| Because she needs to |
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| Because she needs to |
| Because she needs to |
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| Living off minimum |
| Working too much, it shows on her thumbs |
| Every time she grabs the bottle, it hurts to pick up |
| Her friends are jealous enough |
| Overdue call, her phone's blowing up |
| Lost the joy that she felt each time the phone would ring on |
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| And she's buried alive in bills neck high |
| And she sits down and says it's alright |
| No use crying and losing time |
|
| She dreams of autographs |
| And photographs |
| And no attachments to |
| These woes of present tense |
| This life is dead |
| If she wishes to |
| Late hours are painful |
| Laying awake too long |
| Fantasies turn blue |
| Keeps dreaming of autographs |
| And photographs |
| Because she needs to |
|
| Because she needs to |
|
| Late hours are painful |
| Laying awake too long |
| Fantasies turn blue |
| So keep dreaming of autographs |
| And photographs |
| (Because she needs to) |
|
| (Because she needs to) |
|
| She dreams of autographs |
| And photographs |
| And no attachments to |
| These woes of present tense |
| This life is dead |
| If she wishes to |
| Late hours are painful |
| Laying awake too long |
| Fantasies turn blue |
| Keeps dreaming of autographs |
| And photographs |
| Because she needs to |
|
| (Because she needs to) |
|