Nothing really matters, so I slip off my dress
Try to say "I love you", but I'll fuck you instead
Crowded in the cinema, but space between my legs
I wish she could live in my head
She's all I want
I can't forget at all
I'm holding on
Ah
Silverlake baby
I didn't ever want to leave
Silverlake baby
She never came looking for me
I miss her hand in my jeans
She knows, I know
There's no fun in smoking alone
Oh, how sad that she'll never know
Nothing really matters, lay my head on your chest
Try to light the candles, but I slip out of bed
Crying in the diner, in the corner of the bench
Why does she still live in my head?
She's all I want
I can't forget at all
I'm holding on
Ah
Silverlake baby
I didn't ever want to leave
Silverlake baby
She never came looking for me
I miss her hand in my jeans
She knows, I know
There's no fun in smoking alone
Oh, how sad that she'll never know
I miss her hand in my jeans
She knows, I know
There's no fun in smoking alone
Oh, how sad that she'll never know
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