Lyrics
Someday I will let you know
Someday, I will communicate the reasons behind my actions
Why I just come and go
I enter and leave without explanation
What is love? What does it mean?
Questioning the nature and significance of love
You're OK but far from the best I've seen
You're acceptable but not the best I've encountered
Can take forever to find someone who's clever
Finding someone intelligent can take a considerable amount of time
I want firstclass, I want gold
Desire for luxury and extravagance
I've picked up trash, I've sold my soul
Engaged in undesirable activities for personal gain
No Ex Models, No second hand
Preference for originality, not interested in used or recycled
Since I don't find you suitable, I have to let you pass
Because I don't consider you suitable, I must reject you
The grass is greaner on the other side
Belief that things are better elsewhere
I want the girls on the other side, HEY!
Yearning for what's present on the other side
I want things that I can't get
Desire for things that are unattainable
I want all the rich brunettes
Aspiration for affluent, sophisticated brunettes
They're not so clever, But hey whatever
Recognition that they might lack intelligence, but it's not a concern
There's a backside to everything
Acknowledgment of hidden downsides to everything
They don't love you, they love your diamond rings
Realization that some are attracted to wealth, not genuine love
I thought there was a princess waiting for me
Mistaken belief in finding a special someone
But how I was wrong, dumb blondes is all I see
Disappointment in discovering only superficial individuals
Glam, Ecstasy, Heroin, What is it doing to me
Questioning the impact of glamor and substances on oneself
Limousine, Hip Chicks, I want it all more and more
Craving for opulence and an insatiable desire for more
Make up, lap dance, I'm in a trance
Engaging in superficial experiences and being captivated by them
Violins, Teenage kicks, I want it all more and more
Desiring a mix of sophistication and youthful energy
There's a backside to everything
Acknowledgment of the negative aspects present in everything
The beat is dead and I'm no longer king
Feeling that the allure or excitement has faded
The streets are all quiet, just a sound in my head
Surrounded by silence, regretting excessive desires
I wanted to much, I'm crawling to my bed
Realization of wanting too much and feeling defeated
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