A little rose with a hole in her soul
Who did the right thing but for bad reasons
She had dreams of status and flair
But she became a slave to her own desires
She doesn’t know what she feels for
The flame dies without matches
You’re the best now but you were better before
Our flaws make us human
Little Lady, Hey, Little Lady
Little Lady, Hey, Little Lady
Little Lady, Hey, Little Lady
Little Lady, Hey, Little Lady
The little city barely got a farewell
When others settled she ran away
Her words were a loaded gun
And she shot at future desires*
She had enough gold to build a mountain
But the little rose she lacked colour
You’re the best now but you were better before
Our flaws make us human
Little Lady, Hey, Little Lady
Little Lady, Hey, Little Lady
Little Lady, Hey, Little Lady
Little Lady, Hey, Little Lady
Excusez-moi
Excuse my French x3
Excusez-moi
Excuse my French x3
Excusez-moi
I like that you say what you think
But what you say that you think doesn’t say a lot
I like that you say what you think
But what you say that you think doesn’t say a lot
Little Lady, Hey, Little Lady
Little Lady, Hey, Little Lady
Little Lady, Hey, Little Lady
Little Lady, Hey, Little Lady