Gray - Hand Out

The TV's on, the woman's blonde She talks and talks of how the rich are wrong They cheat on wives, never pay the price I'm a low-class guy, that sounds pretty nice I want to be with the Bourgeoisieses I want to see how the Bourgeoisieses party all night I want to be with the Bourgeoisieses I want to see how the Bourgeoisieses la-di-dee-da Want to be with the Bourgeoisieses (Bourgeois) (B- b- b- bourgeois) The men at war, they draft the poor No time to mourn, I'm on the dancefloor Mom and dad got my back But I don't need that, I need a Maserati I want to be with the Bourgeoisieses I want to see how the Bourgeoisieses party all night I want to be with the Bourgeoisieses (bourgeoisie) I want to see how the Bourgeoisieses la-di-dee-da Want to be with the Bourgeoisieses (Bourgeois) (B- b- b- bourgeois) Oh Oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh (I want) (Ah!) I want to be with the Bourgeoisieses (bourgeoisie) I want to see how the Bourgeoisieses party all night I want to be with the Bourgeoisieses (bourgeoisie) I want to see how the Bourgeoisieses la-di-dee-da Want to be with the Bourgeoisieses (Bourgeois) (B- b- b- Bourgeois) (B-)

Take a knife and cut through the darkness, castle-temp red wine But I make no plans and none can be broken, no plans and none can be broken Remember us just like this forever, nut this can't last, won't last So make no plans and none can be broken, no plans and none can be broken Do you laugh about me whenever I leave? Or do I just need more therapy? Love is in the air, I just gotta figure out a window to break out Buried alive inside my dreams, but it was all a fake-out And I don't care, I just gotta figure out a window to break out Buried alive inside my dreams, but it was all a fake-out, fake-out My mood board is just pictures of you, but I'm not sad anymore So make no plans and none can be broken, no plans and none can be broken But I didn't take the love when I had the chance, but I swear I'm not sad anymore So make no plans and none can be broken, no plans and none can be broken Do you laugh about me whenever I leave? Or do I still need more therapy? Love is in the air, I just gotta figure out a window to break out Buried alive inside my dreams, but it was all a fake-out And I don't care, I just gotta figure out a window to break out Buried alive inside my dreams, but it was all a fake-out, fake-out Oh-oh, we all started out as shiny dimes But we all got flipped too many times We did it for futures that never came And for pasts that we're never gonna change Love is in the air, I just gotta figure out a window to break out Buried alive inside my dreams, but it was all a fake-out And I don't care, I just gotta figure out a window to break out Buried alive inside my dreams, but it was all a fake-out, fake-out