Lyrics
Fifth and my last subject
Wanna be the film for your camera, girl?
Should you be the one brush for my paintings, babe? (What?)
Would you be the queen to my queen-size bed? (Girl)
Love the way you make me lose clarity
Stay away from all your fuse
dOra Maar
Losing all of my sanity through all your curves and downs, yeah
Itsy-bitsy, miss me if we know we inside the safest party
(Oh-oh-oh-oh) that ain't you if you are out, baby
(Oh-oh-oh-oh) steering, I'm your pilot, baby
Step inside the palette, baby
You're just my grieving model, dOra Maar
Oh, I promise what you expect
Know they always gon' be bigger than that, yeah
Oh, my dOra, I'ma be your explorer
Look behind the walls, draw the things I want, babe
Wanna see a hunnit (hunnit), yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, my dOra, I'll fight for your horrors
Hide behind my walls, kill the things you want bae (ooh-ooh-ooh, ay)
Whatever you want, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whipping out my brush but you be weeping all your heart
That's perfect just the way it always is, yeah
Melting on my sheets, you don't know it
But I'll teach you that imperfect's part of being perfect is, yeah
When I grab the easel, engrave
Baby, you are just weeping man
dOra Maar
Once again lose my sanity through all your curves and downs, yeah
Itsy-bitsy, miss me if we know we inside the safest party
(Oh-oh-oh-oh) That ain't you if you are out, baby
(Oh-oh-oh-oh) Steering, I'm your pilot, baby
Step inside the palette, baby
You're just my grieving model, dOra Maar
Oh, I promise whatever you expect
They always bigger better than that, yeah
Oh, my dOra, I'ma be your explorer
Look behind the walls, draw the things I want, babe
Wanna see a hunnit (hunnit), yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, my dOra, I'll fight for your horrors
Hide behind my walls, kill the things you want, babe (ooh-ooh-ooh, ay)
Whatever you want, yeah, yeah, yeah