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Thirty minutes to midnight
And I can feel myself wasting now
You know you broke my heart, right?
And now I'm standing in the pieces, oh
Shattered dreams and your lies
And I can't stop these emotions now
I'll be here all night
With every teardrop, I'm letting go
Behind my Balenciaga covered eyes
In the protection of a dancing crowd
Under the strobe lights and the laser beams
I cry, I cry
And the music is too loud to stay in my head now
Feelings all over
It's over, all over
And so I cry
Behind my Balenciaga covered eyes
Oh, I cry
Yeah
Yeah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
(Woo)
Crystals on crystals on gold-plated walls
City lights and starry eyes and bottles popping off
I'm at some after-after-party
And this place is getting naughty
Yeah, it's Fashion Week in Paris
Haute couture and street fashion
DJ playing punk
Feeling myself
And on a roll, I'm getting way too drunk
I look damn good in this three-piece
Vintage haute couture, yeah
So sad and so sexy
Come and arrest me
Come and arrest me
Behind my Balenciaga covered eyes
In the protection of a dancing crowd
Under the strobe lights and the laser beams
I cry, I cry
And the music is too loud to stay in my head now
Feelings all over
It's over, all over
And so I cry
Behind my Balenciaga covered eyes
Oh, I cry
Yeah, yeah, uh
Ooh
Woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I look damn good in this three-piece
And vintage haute couture, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah-ah, ah