Lions by Cold Fame

I can't stand it in a crowded room
The music's too loud, can't see through the fumes
But everyone is laughing they're all good
And I'm here in the corner looking blue

Why'd you have to dress me up and throw me to the lions
Draw a smile across my face and hide the ways I'm lying
I'm not a prized possession just here for your excitement
I'd rather be home alone than at this party crying

Play along with the crowd for a while
Pretend I follow what they talk about
Then throw my head back and laugh out loud
All the while my heads up in the clouds

Why'd you have to dress me up and throw me to the lions
Draw a smile across my face and hide the ways I'm lying
I am not a prized possession just here for your excitement
I'd rather be home alone than at this party crying
And crying
And crying
And crying and crying
And crying and crying
and crying and crying and crying

Why'd you have to dress me up and throw me to the lions
Draw a smile across my face and hide the ways I'm lying
I am not a prized possession just here for your excitement
I'd rather be home alone than at this party crying
And crying
And crying
And crying
And crying and crying
And crying and crying
And crying and crying
And crying and crying
And crying

• Pop
• Rock
• alt pop
• alt pop rock
• pop rock
• Victoria