Fishtail lyrics - Lana Del Rey

Don't you dare say that you'll braid my hair, babe

If you don't really care

You wanted me sadder, you wanted me sadder

Fishtail is the matter, like that, ah-ah-ah

Skipping rope in the bayou, bayou

Slip softly into rain

Not that smart but I've got things to say

Palm trees in black and white

I like to watch them sway

You're so funny, I wish I could skinny-dip inside your mind

Lately I've been thinking about how things used to be

Swinging in a nightgown underneath the old oak tree

Almost Victorian with you, you can talk to me

But lately, I can't see

You wanted me sadder

You wanted me sadder

Baby, can't you see it?

(You wanted me sadder)

For me, you are the one

And if I'm not the one for you

Don't you see it?

I was on the stairs

Ella Fitzgerald in the air

Feelin' hella rare

Baby, if you care

Baby, don't you dare say

You'll braid my hair, babe

Don't you dare say

That you'll braid my hair

Babe, if you don't really care

You wanted me sadder

Dancing there in the hot out sun

I know that we've got problems

I plan to address them another day

Palm trees in black and white

I see in Technicolor

Maybe I'll take my glasses off so I'll stop painting red flags green

Lately I've been sunning in the L.A. river bed

Wearing nothing but the summer bruises on my knees

I like how you talk, how you speak, how you look at me

But lately, I can't see

You wanted me sadder

Baby, can't you see it?

(You wanted me sadder)

For me, you are the one

If I'm not the one for you

Don't just see it?

I was on the stairs

Ella Fitzgerald in the air

Feelin' hella rare

Baby, if you care

Baby, don't you dare say

You'll braid my hair

See, baby, if you care

Then, baby, don't you dare say

(Don't you dare say that you'll braid my hair, see)

That you really care

Don't you dare say that you'll braid my hair

When you get home tonight

If you don't really care

Yeah, don't you dare say that you'll braid my hair, babe

If don't really care, see

Don't you care say that you'll braid my hair if you're not coming home to me

Hmm-mm

You want someone sadder

Skipping rope in the bayou, bayou

Slip softly into rain

I'm not that smart

But I've got things to say