Dont you think that its boring how people talk

. Making smart with their words again, well Im

bored . Because Im doing this for the thrill of
it, killin it . Never not chasing a million things I
want . And I am only as young as the minute is
full of it . Getting pumped up from the little bright
things I bought . But I know theyll never own me
Baby be the class clown
Ill be the beauty queen in tears
Its a new art form showing people how little we
care (yeah)
Were so happy, even when were smilin out of
fear
Lets go down to the tennis court, and talk it up
like yeah (yeah)
Pretty soon Ill be getting on my first plane . Ill
see the veins of my city like they do in space
. But my heads filling up fast with the wicked
games, up in flames . How can I fuck with the
fun again, when Im known . And my boys
trip me up with their heads again, loving them
. Everythings cool when were all in line for
the throne . But I know its not forever (yeah)
It looked alright in the pictures . Getting caughts
half of the trip though, isnt it? . I fall apart with
all my heart . And you can watch from your
window . And you can watch from your window
Were never done with killing time . Can I kill it with you? . Til the veins run
red and blue . We come around here all the time . Got a lot to not do . Let
me kill it with you . You pick me up and take me home again . Head out the
window again . Were hollow like the bottles that we drain . You drape your
wrists over the steering wheel . Pulses can drive from here . We might be
hollow, but were brave
And I like you
I love these roads where the houses dont
change
Where we can talk like theres something
to say
Im glad that we stopped kissing the tar on
the highway
We move in the tree streets
Id like it if you stayed
Now were wearing long sleeves and the heating comes on . You buy me
orange juice . Were getting good at this . Dreams of clean teeth . But I can
tell that youre tired . But you keep the car on . While youre waiting out front
Ive never seen a diamond in the flesh . I cut my
teeth on wedding rings in the movies . And Im
not proud of my address . In a torn-up town, no
postcode envy . But every songs like gold teeth,
grey goose, trippin in the bathroom . Blood
stains, ball gowns, trashin the hotel room . We
dont care, were driving Cadillacs in our dreams
. But everybodys like Cristal*, Maybach,
diamonds on your timepiece . Jet planes,
islands, tigers on a gold leash. We dont
care, we arent caught up in your love affair.
My friends and Iweve cracked the code .
We count our dollars on the train to the party
. And everyone who knows us knows that were
fine with this . We didnt come from money
Were bigger than we ever dreamed . And Im
in love with being queen . Life is great without
a care . We arent caught up in your love affair
And well never be royals.
It dont run in our blood,
That kind of luxe just aint for us.
We crave a different kind of buzz.
Let me be your ruler,
You can call me queen Bee
And baby Ill rule, Ill rule, Ill rule, Ill rule.
Let me live that fantasy.
The drink you spilt all over me . Lovers Spit left
on repeat . My mom and dad let me stay home . It
drives you crazy getting old . We can talk it so good .
We can make it so divine . We can talk it good, how you
wish you would be all the time
The drink you spilt all over me
Lovers Spit left on repeat
My mom and dad let me stay home
It drives you crazy getting old
This dream isnt feeling sweet . Were reeling through
the midnight streets . And Ive never felt more alone . It
feels so scary getting old . We can talk it so good . We
can make it so divine . We can talk it good, how you
wish you would be all the time
This dream isnt feeling sweet
Were reeling through the midnight streets
And Ive never felt more alone
It feels so scary getting old
I want them back (I want them back) . The minds we had
(the minds we had) . Its not enough to feel the lack .
I want them back, I want them back . I want it!
Youre the only friend I need
Sharing beds like little kids
and laughing til our ribs get tough
But that will never be enough
I remember when your head caught flame . It kissed your scalp and
caressed your brain . Well you laughed, baby its okay . Its buzz cut
season anyway . Explosions on TV, and
all the girls with heads inside a dream .
So now we live beside the pool, where everything is good
We ride the bus with the knees pulled in
People should see how were living
. Shut my eyes to the song that plays
Sometimes this has a hot, sweet taste
The men up on the news, they
try to tell us all that we will
lose . But its so easy in this
blue, where everything is good
And Ill never go home again (place the call, feel it start)
Favorite friend (and nothings wrong when nothings true)
I live in a hologram with you
Were all the things that we do for fun (and Ill breathe, and it goes)
Play along (make-believe its hyper real)
But I live in a hologram with you
Cola with the burnt-out taste . Im the one
you tell your fears to . Therell never be
enough of us
Wait til youre announced . Weve not yet
lost all our graces. The hounds will stay
in chains . Look upon your greatness and
shell send the call out . Send the call out
Call all the ladies out, theyre in their finery
. A hundred jewels on throats . A hundred
jewels between teeth . Now bring my boys
in, their skin in craters like the moon . The
moon we love like a brother, while he glows
through the room . Dancin around the lies
we tell . Dancin around big eyes as well .
Even the comatose, they dont dance and tell
We live in cities youll never see onscreen
Not very pretty, but we sure know how to run
things
Livin in ruins of a palace within my dreams
And you know were on each others team
Im kind of over gettin told to throw
my hands up in the air . So there
So all the cups got broke . Shards be-
neath our feet . But it wasnt my fault . And
everyones competing for a love they wont
receive . Cause what this palace wants is release
Im kind of over gettin told to throw my hands
up in the air . So there . Im kind of older than
I was when I reveled without a care . So there
Theres a humming in the restless summer air
. And were slipping off the course that we
prepared . But in all chaos, there is calculation
. Dropping glasses just to hear them break .
Youve been drinking like the world was gonna
end (it didnt) . Took a shiner from the fist of your
best friend (go figure) . Its clear that someones
gotta go . We mean it, but I promise were not mean
And the cry goes out . They lose their
minds for us, and how it plays out .
Now were in the ring and were coming for blood
You could try and take us
But were the gladiators
Everyone a rager
But secretly theyre saviors
Glory and gore go hand in hand
Thats why were making headlines
You could try and take us
But victorys contagious
Delicate in every way but one (the sword-
play) . God knows we like archaic kinds of
fun (the old way) . Chance is the only game I
play with, baby . We let our battles choose us
No-one round heres good at keeping their
eyes closed . The suns starting to light up when
were walking home . Tired little laughs, gold
lie promises . Well always win at this, I dont
ever think about death . Its alright if you do,
its fine . We gladiate but I guess were really
fighting ourselves . Roughing up our minds so
were ready when the kill time comes . Wide
awake in bed, words in my brain . Secretly you
love this, do you even wanna go free? . Let me in
the ring, Ill show you what that big word means
Today is my birthday, and Im riding high
. Hair is dripping, hiding that Im terrified .
But this is summer, playing dumber than in
fall . Everything I say falls right back into
everything . Im not in the swing
of things . But what I really mean
is . Not in the swing of things yet
Riding around on the bikes, were still
sane . I wont be her, tripping over
on stage . Hey, its all cool . I still like hotels, but I think thatll change . Still like ho-
tels, and my newfound fame . Hey, promise I can stay good . Everything feels right
. Chase paper, get by . Im little, but Im coming for the crown . Im little, but Im
coming for you . Im little but Im coming for the title, held by everyone whos up
All work and no play
Never made me lose it
All business all day
Keeps me up a level
All work and no play
Keeps me on the new shit, yeah
All work and no play
Let me count the bruises
All business all day
Keeps me up a level
All work and no play
Lonely on the new shit Set yeah
Yeah
Only bad people live to see . Their likeness set in stone . What does that make me?
We wouldnt be seen dead here in the day yeah . I guess youre lucky that its
dark now . And if I like it then well stay . Impress the empress, take a shot now .
We got the glow in our mouths
White teeth teens are out
White teeth teens are
Up for it
I know you love it when the hairpins started to drop
I like your reckoning
But we got our methods and theres nothing here to stop
To stop this
If you want well help tonight to split his schemes . Give the bruises out
like gifts . Youll get the picture of your dreams . I wont be smiling
but the notes from my admirers . Fill my dashboard just the same
And everything works out so good . I wear the robe like no one could
Ill let you in on something big . I am not a white teeth
teen . I tried to join but never did . The way they
are, the way they seem is something else, its in the
blood . Their molars blinking like the lights, in the
underpass where we all sit . And do nothing and love it
That slow burn wait while it gets dark . Bruising the
sun, I feel grown up with you in your car . I know
its dumb . Weve both got a million bad habits
to kick . Not sleeping is one . Were biting our
nails, youre biting my lip . Im biting my tongue
People are talking, people are talking .
People are talking, people are talking
Raise a glass, cause Im not done saying it
They all wanna get rough, get away with it
Let em talk cause were dancing in this world alone
Were all alone
Were alone
All my fake friends and all of their noise . Complain
about work . Theyre studying business, I study the floor
. And you havent stopped smoking all night . Maybe
the Internet raised us . Or maybe people are jerks
All the double-edged people and schemes
They make a mess then go home and get clean
Youre my best friend, and were dancing in a world
alone,
Were all alone
Were all alone
I know were not everlasting . Were a train
wreck waiting to happen . One day the
blood wont flow so gladly . One day
were all get still . When people are
talking, people are talking . Get still
Written by Ella Yelich OConnor and Joel Little . Produced, Mixed and Engineered
by Joel Little . Additional Production on Buzzcut Season and A World Alone by
Ella Yelich OConnor . Recorded at Golden Age .
Published by Copyright Control / Sony ATV.
Vocals by Ella Yelich OConnor
All Instrumentation by Joel Little
Mastering Engineer: Stuart Hawkes, of Metropolis
2013 Universal Music NZ Ltd.
2013 Universal Music Nz Ltd.
Photography by: Charles Howells & James K Lowe
Digital Booklet designed by: ChrisR7x/Erase-This
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