Songwriter: Lady Gaga Rob Fusari
Producer: Rob Fusari
No red shoes
Or yellow road
To follow
No way home
These black boots
On and on
No magic
Here on the ground
Falling off of the world
Into the universe
I could send a message back there
But would that be weird?
It's too far to leave
There's nothing left to do
Lost again
But I'll pretend these
Broke from my red shoes
No red shoes
On my own
But here I go
In a pink balloon
Close my eyes
One, two, three
I'm flying to a pink balloon
Falling off of the world
Into the universe
I could send a message back there
But would that be weird?
It's too far to leave
There's nothing left to do
Lost again
But I'll pretend these
Broke from my red shoes
Or yellow road
To follow
No way home
These black boots
On and on
No magic
Here on the ground
Falling off of the world
Into the universe
I could send a message back there
But would that be weird?
It's too far to leave
There's nothing left to do
Lost again
But I'll pretend these
Broke from my red shoes
No red shoes
On my own
But here I go
In a pink balloon
Close my eyes
One, two, three
I'm flying to a pink balloon
Falling off of the world
Into the universe
I could send a message back there
But would that be weird?
It's too far to leave
There's nothing left to do
Lost again
But I'll pretend these
Broke from my red shoes