Winter Woman.

Picture me, I am a silhouette I am a sob story, standing in the rain in a summer dress Only so much the heart can take I thought he had plans to love me But it seems I made a grave mistake Watching them from far away He wrapped his arms, I'd die to live inside Around her perfect little tiny waist A sucker punch into my chest I'll see myself out, I'm going home To cry in private by Uber Exec Don't call me, you can send a text And pull up at this petrol station, please So I can buy a pack of cigarettes I'm crying in a stranger's car Have fun with Alice at the bar Maybe I'll become the queen of hearts Cold girls get by, cold girls won't cry I'll become the winter woman I'll wear floor-length fake fur coats In the middle of July, baby I'll be sad and beautiful I will be sad and beautiful And I'll wait and pray For warmer days to come Until then I'm numb and Life goes on, life goes on She gets her money, then a taxi home She hunt alone, hurts alone In her castle on the hill, where no one comes or no one goes Yeah, and her heart is blue, dress is red Your text is green and left on read Yeah, just like roses, violets are blue Regret is a bitch, I have a feeling You'll be meeting her soon Picture me, I am a silhouette I am a sob story, standing in the rain in a summer dress I know I won't be sad forever Tonight I kiss the bottle on the lips 'Cause desperate times require desperate pleasure I don't need another friend Pull up at this petrol station, please So I can buy a large bottle of gin Crying in a stranger's car Have fun with Alice at the bar Baby, I'll become the queen of hearts Cold girls get by, cold girls won't cry I'll become the winter woman I'll wear floor-length fake fur coats In the middle of July, baby I'll be sad and beautiful I will be sad and beautiful And I'll wait and pray For warmer days to come Now watch her walk in slow motion, watch her walking away Her hair will dance in the wind, she'll be the girl you wish you had Give me a night to cry my heart out, and a day to re-brand As I remind myself I am the girl I think that I am She keep it pushing, sadness suppression She hides her scars under silk presses and crimson dresses No more paragraph confessions, she learned her lessons An arctic breeze blows from the west She vows an oath to make her name a word you won't forget Life goes on Until then Life, life goes on They'll be no more paragraph confessions She vows an oath to make her name a word you won't forget Picture me, I am a silhouette I am a sob story, standing in the rain in a summer dress Only so much the heart can take I thought he had plans to love me But it seems I made a grave mistake Watching them from far away He wrapped his arms, I'd die to live inside Around her perfect little tiny waist A sucker punch into my chest Tonight I kiss the bottle on the lips Since desperate times require desperate pleasures I don't need another friend Pull up at this petrol station, please So I can buy a pack of cigarettes Crying in a stranger's car Have fun with Alice at the bar As I become the queen of hearts Cold girls get by, cold girls won't cry I'll become the winter woman I wear floor-length fake fur coats In the middle of July, baby I'll be sad and beautiful I will be sad and beautiful And I'll wait and pray For warmer days to come Until then I know that life goes on Life goes on She gets her money, and a— Life, life, go, go, go, go, go, go Life goes on, life goes on She gets her money, and a taxi home Life goes on