I want my pearls and diamonds
I want my fancy car

I want a love that burns me up

I want some cuts and scars

You said you can hold me

You'll make me warm and sweet

Will you still recognize me

when I'm torn up and incomplete

What will become meof

Will you wait around to see?

What will become of me

Will you wait around to see?

Never found a place to keep me

The darkness calls like a banshee
Just when the bed is warm and ready

I'm struggling to be free

what will become of me
Will you wait around to see?

What will become of me
Will you wait around to see?

I want my pearls and diamonds

I want some cuts and scars

what will become of me

Will you wait around to see?

What will become of me

Will you wait around to see?

what will become of me

Will you wait around to see?