Menace - Maya Hawke

Turn my gaze away

Relieve the impressions

That I’ve made

Like rain in my creeping hand

I want to behave

It’s a small concession

All my regressions

I don’t understand

But they’re painful old news

And pale in comparison

To choosing you

Well, I don’t wanna be a menace anymore

What could a menace be good for?

So I will catch my wandering eye, watch the roses pass me by

And I’ll try to make my menace into someone you’d adore

It’s dangerous and short

Covertly calls for

An encore

The attention of strangers

As long as loving lasts

You don’t want to

Here forever

Everybody loves a lover

Well, you really shouldn’t ask

'Cause the answer’s always, «Always»

'Til always is in the past

Well, I don’t wanna be a menace anymore

What could a menace be good for?

So I will catch my wandering eye and watch the roses pass me by

And I’ll try to make my menace into someone you’d adore

Well, you really shouldn’t ask

'Cause the answer’s always, «Always»

'Til always is in the past

Well, I don’t wanna be a menace anymore

What could a menace be good for?

So I will catch my wandering eye, watch the roses pass me by

No, I don’t wanna be a menace anymore

What could a menace be good for?

So I will catch my wandering eye, watch the roses pass me by

And I’ll try to make my menace into someone you’d adore