Venice girl

I wake up late, sunlight on my skin,

Half a cigarette, records start to spin.

There’s lipstick stains on my coffee cup,

And I still wear the necklace he gave me once.

People talk like they’ve got me figured out,

Say I’m just a phase, say I’m chasing clout.

But I don’t care, I’ve always been this way —

Living slow, in a fast decay.

’Cause I’m a Venice girl, with her heart in a mess,

Dreams too big for this little address.

I laugh too loud, I cry too long,

I turn my pain into another song.

I fall in love just to feel alive,

Write down his name so I’ll remember the vibe.

My friends all say I should settle down,

But I’m not built for a quiet town.

And I still call my mom when it’s late at night,

She tells me, “Baby, you’ll be alright.”

But I’ve got ghosts that sleep beside my bed,

They keep replaying what I never said.

’Cause I’m a Venice girl, trying to make it through,

Torn between old dreams and something new.

I love too hard, I break too soon,

I chase the sun and lose the moon.

I’m not perfect — I never claimed I was,

But I still believe in reckless love.

If it burns, at least it’s real,

That’s the only way I know how to feel.

So here’s to the nights I can’t remember,

And the hearts I’ll always miss forever.

I’m not lost — I’m just unfurled,

Still just a Venice girl.