nightmare reprise

Halsey

I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize

I ve tasted blood and it is sweet
I ve had the rug pulled beneath my feet
I ve trusted lies and trusted men
Broke down and put myself back together again
Stared in the mirror and punched it to shatters
Collected the pieces and picked out a dagger
I ve pinched my skin in between my two fingers
And wished I could cut some parts off with some scissors

Come on, little lady, give us a smile
No, I ain t got nothin to smile about
I got no one to smile for, I waited a while for
A moment to say I don t owe you a goddamn thing

I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize

I m no sweet dream, but I m a hell of a night
That I m no sweet dream, but I m a hell of a night

No, I won t smile, but I ll show you my teeth
And I ma let you speak if you just let me breathe
I ve been polite, but won t be caught dead
Lettin a man tell me what I should do with my bed
Keep my exes in check in my basement
Cause kindness is weakness, or worse, you re complacent
I could play nice or I could be a bully
I m tired and angry, but somebody should be

Come on, little lady, give us a smile
No, I ain t got nothin to smile about
I got no one to smile for, I waited a while for
A moment to say I don t owe you a goddamn thing

I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize
I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize

Someone like me can be a real nightmare, completely aware
But I d rather be a real nightmare, than die unaware, yeah
Someone like me can be a real nightmare, completely aware
But I m glad to be a real nightmare, so save me your prayers

I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize
I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize

I m no sweet dream, but I m a hell of a night
I m a hell of a night
I m no sweet dream, but I m a hell of a night, I m a hell of a night
I m a hell of a night
I m a hell of a night
I m a hell of a night
I m a hell of a night