Lana Del Rey feat Steven Mertens - When I’m With You

I haven't done a cartwheel since I was nine I haven't seen my mother in a long, long time I mean, look at me, look at the length of my hair My face, the shape of my body Do you really think I give a damn what I do After years of just hearing them talking? I say I live in Rosemead Really, I'm at the Ramada It doesn't really matter Doesn't really, really matter Call him up, come into my bedroom Ended up, we fuck on the hotel floor It's not about havin' someone to love me anymore This is the experience of bein' an American whore Called up one drunk, called up another Forensic Files wasn't on Watching Teenage Diary of a Girl Wondering what went wrong I'm a princess, I'm divisive Ask me why, why, why I'm like this Maybe I'm just kinda like this I don't know, maybe I'm just like this I say I live in Rosemead Really, I'm at the Ramada It doesn't really matter Doesn't really, really matter Call him up, he comes over again Yeah, I know I'm over my head, but, oh It's not about havin' someone to love me anymore No, this is the experience of bein' an American whore I mean, look at my hair Look at the length of it and the shape of my body If I told you that I was raped Do you really think that anybody would think I didn't ask for it? I didn't ask for it I won't testify, I already fucked up my story On top of this, so many other things you can't believe Did you know a singer can still be Lookin' like a side piece at thirty-three? God's a charlatan, don't look back, babe Puts the shower on while he calls me Slips out the back door to talk to me I'm invisible, look how you hold me I'm invisible, I'm invisible I'm a ghost now, look how you hold me now It's not about havin' someone to love me anymore (oh, okay) No, this is the experience of bein' an American whore It's not about havin' someone to love me anymore No, this is the experience of bein' an American whore This is the experience of bein' an American whore This is the experience of bein' an American whore Jimmy, Jimmy, cocoa puff, Jimmy, Jimmy ride Jimmy, Jimmy, cocoa puff, Jimmy, get me high (oh, my God) Love me, if you love enough, you can be my light Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high Your mom called, I told her you're fucking up big time Your mom called, I told her you're fucking up big time Jimmy, Jimmy, cocoa puff, Jimmy, Jimmy ride Jimmy, Jimmy, cocoa puff, Jimmy, get me high Love me, if you love enough, you can be my light Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high Your mom called, I told her, you're fucking up big time Jimmy, you should switch it up, maybe light it up (yeah) Jimmy, if you leave the house, find me in the club (like) Jimmy, if you switch it up, you should light it up Jimmy, if you leave the house, find me in the club (surf's up) Your mom called, I told her you're fucking up big time But I don't care, baby, I already lost my mind If you light it up, find me in the club Your mom called, I told her you're fucking up big time Jimmy, Jimmy, cocoa puff, Jimmy, Jimmy ride Jimmy, Jimmy, cocoa puff, Jimmy, get me high Love me if you love enough, you can be my light Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high Your mom called, I told her you're fucking up big time