Fishtail

Don't you dare say That you'll braid my hair, babe If you don't really care You wanted me sadder You wanted me sadder Fishtail what's the matter, like that Skipping rope in the bayou, bayou Slip softly into rain Not that smart but I've got things to say Palm trees in black and white I like to watch them say You're so funny, I wish I could skinny-dip inside your mind Lately I've been thinkin' about how things used to be Swingin' in a nightgown underneath the old oak tree Almost Victorian with you, you can talk to me But lately, I can't see (You wanted me sadder) Baby (you wanted me sadder) Can't you see it? For me, you are the one And if I'm not the one for you Don't you see it? I was on the stairs Ella Fitzgerald in the air Feelin' hella rare Baby, if you care Baby, don't you dare say You'll braid my hair, babe Don't you dare say That you'll braid my hair, babe If you don't really care You wanted me sadder Dancing there in the hot, hot sun I know that we've got problems I plan to address them another day Palm trees in black and white I see in technicolor Maybe I'll take my glasses off So I stop painting red flags green Lately I've been sunning in the L.A. River bed Wearing nothin' but the summer bruises on my knees I like how you talk, how you speak, how you look at me But lately, I can't see (You wanted me sadder) Baby (You wanted me sadder) (You wanted me sadder) Can't you see it? For me, you are the one And if I'm not the one for you Don't just say it I was on the stairs Ella Fitzgerald in the air Feelin' hella rare Baby, if you care Baby, don't you dare say You'll braid my hair, see Baby, if you care, then (don't you dare say) Baby, don't you dare say (that you'll braid my hair, babe) That you really care Don't you dare say That you'll braid my hair When you get home tonight If you don't really care Yeah, don't you dare say That you'll braid my hair, babe If don't really care, see That you'll braid my hair If you're not coming home to me Mm-mm You want someone sadder Skipping rope in the bayou, bayou Slip softly into rain I'm not that smart But I've got things to say --- Fishtail - Lana Del Rey