I’ve tried to be perfect, always on,
Walking tightropes in high heels on.
Bitch, but tender, crazy, yet aware, everything reminds me (Mmm)
That I have no strength left for all this mess,
That I’m no longer that, and I
With this blood running down my thighs,
It makes me sweet, makes me timeless.
I’m so soft, so violent, unbearably fierce,
I’m a wreck, but it doesn’t weigh me down, I’m tired of being good,
I just want to breathe, sorry if that bothers you.
Just to breathe, even if it might bother, amore (Amore)
Just to breathe, even if it might trouble you, amore.
I’ve tried to open the doors of my heart (Oh-oh)
But that game is a trap, Simone would tell me so (I’d like to say “jerk,” jerk)
Bitch, but tender, always aware of my surroundings,
Curvy but smooth, I’ve no patience, no shame.
With this blood running down my thighs,
It makes me sweet, makes me timeless.
I’m so soft, so violent, unbearably fierce,
I’m a wreck, but it doesn’t weigh me down, I’m tired of being good,
I just want to breathe, sorry if that bothers you.
Just to breathe, even if it might bother, amore
Just to breathe, even if it might trouble you, amore.
I’ve tried to be perfect, always on,
Hey, darling, what a horror that is.
With this blood running down my thighs,
It makes me sweet, makes me timeless.
I’m so soft, so violent, unbearably fierce,
I’m a wreck, but it doesn’t weigh me down, I’m tired of being good,
I just want to breathe, sorry if that bothers you.
Just to breathe, even if it might bother, amore (Even if it might trouble you, amore)
Just to breathe, even if it might trouble you, amore
Just to breathe, even if it might bother, amore
Just to breathe, even if it might trouble you, amore
Might trouble you, amore.