Lana Del Ray a.k.a. Lizzy Grant

Oh say can you see my stars The nighttime is almost ours To wander through alleys and look at the bars Nighttime is almost ours The headlights from passing cars They illuminate my face then leave me in the dark The voice of Nirvana says "come as you

Lights, camera, action If he likes me, takes me home Lights, camera, action If he likes me, takes me home Lights, camera, action If he likes me, takes me home Come on, you know you like little girls Come on, you know you like little girls You can be

Bound up the stairs I'm in the shower Do you know I am going to leave you? Do you know I am going To leave you? I'm in love with a dying man I'm in love with a dying man All our love's flying in the sand I'm in love with a dying man I'm in love with

I look for you in magazines I look for you in magazines I look for you in magazines I'm taking off my wedding ring I gave you everything I gave you everything Give me the bright lights Give me the bright lights Give me the bright lights Give me the b

Well, I didn't know it would come to this But that's what happens when you're on your own And you're alright letting nice things go Well, I pawned the earrings that you gave me Gold and made of flowers dangling And I almost cried as I sold them all I

Maybe we could go to Coney Island Maybe I could sing the national anthem I, a white sweater, for the last white day Of the summer By my purple wig For my mermaid video Walk back to where we live In a motel never knew You call me lavender, you call me