Released: July 28, 2020
Songwriter: Lana Del Rey
Producer: Lana Del Rey Jack Antonoff
[Stanza 1]
Stay on your path Sylvia Plath
don't fall away like all the others
[Stanza 2]
Don't take all your secrets alone to your watery grave about
lovers and -
[Stanza 3]
The secrets you keep will keep you in deep like Amy and -
And brother
And all of the people you meet on the street will reiterate lies
that they uttered
[Stanza 4]
Leave me in peace, I cry
In the middle of the night
On a slow boat bound for Catalina for no reason
[Stanza 5]
Tiny drops of perspiration dot my forehead
could be mistaken for dew drops if this were photo season
[Stanza 6]
But alas this is a real life - and it's been a real fight just to
stop my mind from committing treason
Why you ask?
Because she told the townspeople I was crazy, and the lies, they
started to believe them
[Stanza 7]
But anyways - that's all over now
[Stanza 8]
I've moved on, gone scorched earth
And now I'm left wondering where to go from here
To Sonoma where the fires have just left?
South Dakota?
[Stanza 9]
Would standing in front of Mount Rushmore feel like the Great
American homecoming I never had?
[Stanza 10]
Would the magnitude of the scale of the sculptures take the place
of the warm embrace I've never got
[Stanzza 11]
Or should I just be here now
Bare feet on linoleum
Slicing vegetables onto water that I will later turn
into stew
[Stanzza 12]
People love my stories
People love visions
Stay on your path Sylvia Plath
don't fall away like all the others
[Stanza 2]
Don't take all your secrets alone to your watery grave about
lovers and -
[Stanza 3]
The secrets you keep will keep you in deep like Amy and -
And brother
And all of the people you meet on the street will reiterate lies
that they uttered
[Stanza 4]
Leave me in peace, I cry
In the middle of the night
On a slow boat bound for Catalina for no reason
[Stanza 5]
Tiny drops of perspiration dot my forehead
could be mistaken for dew drops if this were photo season
[Stanza 6]
But alas this is a real life - and it's been a real fight just to
stop my mind from committing treason
Why you ask?
Because she told the townspeople I was crazy, and the lies, they
started to believe them
[Stanza 7]
But anyways - that's all over now
[Stanza 8]
I've moved on, gone scorched earth
And now I'm left wondering where to go from here
To Sonoma where the fires have just left?
South Dakota?
[Stanza 9]
Would standing in front of Mount Rushmore feel like the Great
American homecoming I never had?
[Stanza 10]
Would the magnitude of the scale of the sculptures take the place
of the warm embrace I've never got
[Stanzza 11]
Or should I just be here now
Bare feet on linoleum
Slicing vegetables onto water that I will later turn
into stew
[Stanzza 12]
People love my stories
People love visions
Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass - Poetry Book
- Happy
- SportCruiser
- Salamander
- Paradise Is Very Fragile
- Tessa DiPietro
- LA Who Am I to Love You?
- Bare Feet on Linoleum
- Past the Bushes Cypress Thriving
- The Land of 1,000 Fires
- Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass
- What happened when I left you
- Never to Heaven
- Quiet Waiter Blue Forever
- My Bedroom is a Sacred Place Now – There Are Children at the Foot of My Bed
- Young and Beautiful
- Summertime Sadness
- Love
- Lust for Life
- Video Games
- Born to Die
- High By The Beach
- Norman fucking Rockwell
- West Coast
- hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have - but i have it
- Cherry
- Mariners Apartment Complex
- Venice Bitch
- Ultraviolence
- Carmen
- Blue Jeans
- Off to the Races
- National Anthem
- Doin’ Time
- Fuck it I love you
- Summer Bummer
- Love song
- Ride Monologue
- Brooklyn Baby