Fishtail

作词 : Lana Del Rey/Jack Antonoff/Aljosha Frederick Konstanty/Ann Tomberlin

作曲 : Lana Del Rey/Jack Antonoff/Aljosha Frederick Konstanty/Ann Tomberlin

Don't you dare say that you'll braid my hair, babe

If you don't really care

You wanted me sadder, you wanted me sadder

Fishtail, what's the matter with that?

Skippin' rope in the bayou, bayou

Slip softly in terrain

Not that smart, but I've got things to say

Palm trees in black and white

I like to watch them sway

You're so funny, I wish I could skinny-dip inside your mind

Lately, I've been thinkin' about how things used to be

Swingin' in a nightgown underneath the old oak tree

Almost Victorian with you, you can talk to me

But, lately, I can see

You wanted me sadder (Baby)

You wanted me sadder

Can't you see it?

For me, you are the one

And if I'm not the one for you, don't just say it

I was on the stairs, Ella Fitzgerald in the air

Feelin' hella rare

Baby, if you care

Baby, don't you dare say

You'll braid my hair, babe

Don't you dare say that you'll braid my hair, babe

If you don't really care

You wanted me sadder

Dancin' there in the hot, hot sun

I know that we've got problems

I plan to address them another day

Palm trees in black and white

I see in technicolor

Maybe I'll take my glasses off so I stop painting red flags green

Lately, I've been sunnin' in the L.A. riverbed

Wearin' nothin' but the summer bruises on my knees

I like how you talk, how you speak, how you look at me

But, lately, I can see

You wanted me sadder (Baby)

You wanted me sadder

You wanted me sadder

Can't you see it?

For me, you are the one and if I'm not the one for you

Don't just say it

I was on the stairs, Ella Fitzgerald in the air

Feelin' hella rare

Baby, if you care

Baby, don't you dare say

You'll braid my hair, see

Baby, if you care, then

Baby, don't you dare say

That you really care

Don't you dare say that you'll braid my hair

When you get home tonight

If you don't really care

Yeah, don't you dare say that you'll braid my hair, babe

If you don't really care, see

Don't you braid my hair

If you're not coming home to me

Ah-ah

You want someone sadder

Skippin' rope in the bayou, bayou

Slip softly in terrain

I'm not that smart

But I've got things to say