The Ballet Girl - Aden Foyer

Just believe in me I can't comprehend what your lips are saying It's as if we are stuck in a dream and I don't ever wanna leave And it feels so fucking right Where we are, what we've done, this time Why can't you see all of the signs around you (Around you) Everything you know is not what it seems Just believe me Caution, caution this is not a test This love we have, is waning in process It's all over now, it's time to head home There's nothing left to do But watch the world come crashing down Why is it so hard to realize this life isn't real Wake up Why can't you see all of the signs around you (Around you) Everything you know is not what it seems Just believe me Just believe There's a fine line between my world, and reality That's what you fail to see Why can't you see all of the signs around you (Around you) Everything you know is not what it seems Just believe me OHH!

I remember singing with you Our friends in the foyer, come straight from the altar And I recall believing in truth But it seems like forever since I've really believed in anything So now I just sing it off These days I just drink it off So now I just sing it off, it off, it off I remember laughing with them Our friends in the forest, in that house on a mountain And in that cabin we got real drunk And on the ride back to Boston I weeped as I questioned the men and the women we'd become But now it's just a metaphor God up in the clouds, where is he now? But now it feels like Novocaine A drink on a warm night, something to soothe the pain I remember singing with you Our friends in the foyer too

I keep my exes locked in a penthouse Oh, what can I do? (Oh, what can I do, babe?) I keep my fingers crossed when I see ya Whatever you do I wanna travel the world and bring you along I wanna see the other side of the moon I never believed in a thing called love Until I saw your face walk in the room 'Cause when it comes to love, I've been cynical Even psychoanalytical Thinking love ain't nothing but a chemical or two But then I met you I keep my exes locked in a penthouse Oh, what can I do? (Oh, what can I do, babe?) I keep my fingers crossed when I see you Whatever you do She's a crazy one, but a lot of fun She's keeping pictures of herself around like she's the one She's quoting Nietzsche and drinks tequila Having the time of her life But when it comes to love, I've been cynical Even psychoanalytical Thinking love ain't nothing but a chemical or two But then I met you I keep my exes locked in a penthouse Oh, what can I do? (Oh, what can I do, babe?) I keep my fingers crossed when I see ya Whatever you do Ta, ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, ta-da-da-da (Oh, what can I do, babe?) Ta, ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, ta-da-da-da Oh, oh, oh, oh 18 summers, 18 lovers But no one like you Now, I see you standing there I got nothing left to lose (oh, oh, oh) I keep my exes locked in a penthouse Oh, what can I do? (Oh, what can I do, babe?) I keep my fingers crossed when I see ya Whatever you do Ta, ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, ta-da-da-da (Oh, what can I do, babe?) Ta, ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, ta-da-da-da Ta, ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, ta-da-da-da (Oh, what can I do, babe?)