Bleachers, Lana Del Rey
Secret Life

Out of my head I'm beggin' for skin to skin
You don't say much 'cause you've been cheated before me
I know you think I think I'm better than I am
But I'm not tryna wake up in some promise land

I just want a secret life
Where you and I can get bored out of our minds
I just wanna have you in a secret life
'Cause I'm sick of chasing after holy ghosts
Been tryna tell you I want you the most

You're always looking like a photograph just took
Acting high life reading your old Russian books
Don't I know you think I think I'm better than I am
Oh, honey I'm not tryna wake up in some promise land