feet don't fail

Wrapped me in some pretty kicks

And ran around the city

While I'm gripping on the crucifix

And I ain't even Christian -

I need Jesus

I need Buddah

I need any god

That fits into my purse

Cause I'm the worst

I swear this time

I'll break this curse

Feet don't fail me now

The soles are wearing down

Lipstick on my cigarettes

Got burnholes in my sweater

As im skating down to union square

And hoping I'll feel better

But it's way too fucking crowded

And I swear that corner's haunted

By some old bones in the the closet

Tucked away but not forgotten

Feet don't fail me now

The soles are wearing down

Tried to get saved

But I don't know how to pray (pray)

Gotta get paid

Can't eat off empty plates (plates)

Nothing ever change

*But there's one else to blame (blame)

Shoulda ran away

But something makes me stay

Throwing on the Prada

While I down another bottle

Bet I'm cutting up the carpet

With a couple bloody bottoms

Getting bruises

On my ankle

But it's nothing

I can't handle

While I'm dancing

On the table

Looking sexy feeling-stable

Running from the rager

Bout to shut down the bodega

Getting on my worst behaviour

While I'm draped in my Bottega

-Bet I'll find another beauty

Got 'em tangled

In my jewelry

Take 'em home and make a movie

Tried to get saved

But I don't know how to pray (pray)

Gotta get paid

Can't eat off empty plates (plates)

Nothing ever change

But there's one else to blame (blame)

I should have run away

But something makes me stay (stay)