After bar
I'll wash away the mascara
Too expensive
From my face
This night didn't
Didn't go as planned
No score, no success
Although I was gorgeous
I don't want to be Carrie anymore
Yells "Marry me"
In every fucking corner
If this doesn't work out you won't get to
check my tulle dress
Who do you have to pay here
So that everything wouldn't be so shit
Young success
Asked me on the counter
"Hey honey, do you have fire?"
I said ask somebody else
He replies you don't seem to be
Basic you aren't giving
If you call me a slut
I will punch you
Spend my night in cell
I don't want to be Carrie anymore
Yells "Marry me"
In every fucking corner
If this doesn't work out you won't get to
check my tulle dress
Who do you have to pay here
So that everything wouldn't be so shit
Mom sometimes said that
You can't love
You have to keep the door
Always open
But uncertainty
Gnaws my inner
Nothing is certain
And I don't even believe in karma
And we all are just as fucked up
I don't want to be Carrie anymore
Yells "Marry me"
In every fucking corner
If this doesn't work out you won't get to
check my tulle dress
Who do you have to pay here
So that everything wouldn't be so shit