The New Black

Baby, you got me all wrong And maybe I'm not at all down and out Well I'm high and I'm in Don't you know who I am I'm the jaded one with pop insensitivity And when I finish struggling We can make our way to the dance floor And stand like strangers in an elevator Stuck between stories I always find myself In the middle of your stories With the camera as a witness I will suffer With the camera as a witness I will suffer If everything I do is wrong Then by God I do it right If everything I do is wrong Then by God I do it right If everything I do is wrong Then by God I do it right If everything I do is wrong Then by God I do it right We don't dance no, no, no We got class No we don't have any fun at all It's a new style and we know it We're not stunning, we're just stunned We're lying for a living We're lying for a living Don't you know who I am I'm the real thing with low-key sensibilities I don't need what I've got Half as much as everyone covets it Well, if loving me is wrong Then God damn you do it right Well, if loving me is wrong Then God damn you do it right It turns us on, to turn you down We're turned on, to turn you down