On my own
On my own
Always know
That I'd be
What do you, what do you really wanna do?
Its a bust
'Cause our love wasn't good enough
And I've seen it all
Seen a good thing born and dissolve
And it never gets solved
With our backs to the wall
In the back of a taxi cab
Been a while since I've felt this bad
Not like it's a new thing
Just another stab in the back
In the streets in the rain downtown
Red, green, yellow, no sound
And it smells like cigarette smoke
But I'm not saying that out loud
On my own
On my own
Always know
That I'd be
On my own
On my own
Always know
That I'd be
It's a move
You should know that I'm not a fool
No fuss
Every day's like a head rush
And I dreamt of the days
Where I wouldn't be a slave to the wage
I was made to be played
I was made in the shade
In the back of a Pontiac
I saw in a photograph
And everything feels like a dream
When you come from the working class
In the streets in the rain downtown
Red, green, yellow, no sound
And I've never felt so in Vogue
But I'm not saying that out loud
On my own
On my own
Always know
That I'd be
On my own
On my own
Always know
That I'd be
What do you
What do you really wanna do?
Its a bust
'Cause our love wasn't good enough
And I've seen it all
Seen a good thing born and dissolve
And it never gets solved
With our backs to the wall
In the back of a taxi cab
Been a while since I've felt this bad
Not like it's a new thing
Just another stab in the back
In the streets in the rain downtown
Red, green, yellow, no sound
And it smells like cigarette smoke
But I'm not saying that out loud
I saw in a photograph
And everything feels like a dream
When you come from the working class
In the streets in the rain downtown
Red, green, yellow, no sound
And I've never felt so in Vogue
But I'm not saying that out loud