Burgundy Body

Watching through the greying shadows of my living room, A driver opens up a Chevrolet and takes my body far away To clouds of blinis, diamond caviar, and noses bleeding, To secret basements, heirloom vases filled with nothing. Don't take my words as anything other than Submissive lies Don't wait for me to sing I told you I wanted to die I was waiting for you to do it Told me you'd savour my life Like you did with my burgundy body Lonely in a crowd of names and statue-studded rooms, My hearts so far away that all my words sound like things I'd never say. Crying between broken champagne glasses And my loss of freedom Suede-lined private planes that take you nowhere, And for no reason. Hmmm... The soft of my thighs still smells like old money. Hmmm... The curse of a high, the death of a body. Don't take my words as anything other than Submissive lies Don't wait for me to sing I told you I wanted to die I was waiting for you to do it Told me you'd saviour my life Like you did with my burgundy body