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The Rage

Romy Mars

Said you didn't like my cross choker 'cause I'm not even Christian
Louboutins on, I'm a big smoker, but listen
Whether it's like me or not, I pray that there's still time to forget you, babe
I like feeling relaxed in the back of your Jeep
I asked if we could split a Xanax and hit the beach
I played the same song over again on loop
'Cause I like singing the words and humming a tune like

Oh, everything's so strange
Wish I didn't bring myself to every place
And the part that I can't take is you're all I want these days
Even out in California, I'm still begging for ya
I could go miles just trying to escape
And still want back the rage

(And still want back the rage, and still want back the rage)
(And still want back the rage, and still want back the rage)

At night, I think what if it lasted?
What if I wasn't like the other girls you casted
For your weekend at the Beverly Hills Hotel?
What if it was more than that, and you got to know me well?
But then again, I know you did
I go to wild places, act like a stupid kid
Spend a fortune on tennis bracelets
So I look classy, even if I'm totally wasted

(It sounds like) oh, everything's so strange
Wish I didn't bring myself to every place
And the part that I can't take is you're all I want these days
Even out in California, I'm still begging for ya
I could go miles just trying to escape
And still want back the rage

Now you're in film school studying movies
When they talk about my family, do you lose sleep?
Can't forget me, and that's the worst part
You know exactly where I am, and you stay far
You tell your friends now that I've gone crazy
A year ago you would have never said that, baby
And you'll resent me for running the show
When the bottle's empty, so is my room though

(It sounds like) oh, everything's so strange
Wish I didn't bring myself to every place
And the part that I can't take is you're all I want these days
Even out in California, I'm still begging for ya
I could go miles just trying to escape
And still want back the rage