Cifra de Hope Is A Dangerous Thing For A Woman Like Me To Have - Lana Del Rey
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[Verso 1]
I was reading Slim Aarons and I got to thinking that I thought
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Maybe I'd get less stressed if I was tested less like all of these debutantes
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Smiling for miles in pink dresses and high heels on white yachts
But I'm not, baby I'm not
No, I'm not that, I'm not
[Refrão]
I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown, twenty-four seven, Sylvia Plath
C D Em C
Writing in blood on the walls 'cause the ink in my pen don't work in my notepad
Don't ask if I'm happy, you know that I'm not, but at best I can say I'm not sad
'Cause hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
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Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
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[Verso 2]
I had fifteen-year dances, church basement romances, yeah I've cried
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Spilling my guts with the Bowery Bums is the only love I've ever known
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Except for the stage which I also call home when I'm not
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Servin' up God in a burnt coffee pot for the triad
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Hello, it's the most famous woman you know on the iPad
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Calling from beyond the grave, I just wanna say, "Hi, Dad"
[Refrão]
I've been tearing up town in my fucking white gown like a goddamn near sociopath
C D Em C
Shaking my ass is the only thing that's got this black narcissist off my back
She couldn't care less and I never cared more so there's no more to say about that
Except hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
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Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman with my past
[Verso 2]
There's a new revolution, a loud evolution that I saw
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Born of confusion and quiet collusion of which mostly I've known
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A modern day woman with a weak constitution 'cause I've got
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Monsters still under my bed that I could never fight off
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A gatekeeper carelessly dropping the keys on my nights off
[Refrão]
I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown, twenty-four seven, Sylvia Plath
C D Em C
Writing in blood on your walls 'cause the ink in my pen don't look good in my pad
They write that I'm happy, they know that I'm not but at best, you can see I'm not sad
But hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
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Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
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Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
But I have it, yeah I have it
Yeah, I have it, I have