Television - Natalia Kills

Mom, Daddy?

Is anybody there?

You know, people think they know everything about us

They think they know who we really are

We’re gangsta, a criminal

But how can you say that someone’s really bad

When they do everything with a good heart?

A criminal, but all we feel is love

(I don’t wanna be with you! I don-)

What do you know about love?

What do you know about real love?

Hello Mr. Officer, we’re just having fun

You can take the handcuffs off

I promise we won’t run

Speed boats and Versace coats

An olive in my glass

Jail bird scars and gold tooth smiles

They love my rich girl class

You took away our money

But you’ll never take away our love

And we’ll never go to heaven

But who needs to when you live this good?

Cause men will fight and girls will lie

Just like on the television

So don’t tell us that this ain’t right

It’s just like on the television

The silence, the violence

We don’t need to be forgiven

Your business, go mind it

Cause this ain’t fucking Jerry Springer

We say our lines, we do the time

We’re just like on the television

If I paint my sins white, will it make me pure again?

If I wet my mascara eyes, will the witness be my friend?

Nicotine and low life dreams have never felt so warm

When your father’s on the bottle

And your mother’s on the floor

Got the whole town looking through our window

Every day of the week

On the run, fuck the fun

No, this isn’t like the movies scenes

Cause men will fight and girls will lie

Just like on the television

So don’t tell us that this ain’t right

It’s just like on the television

The silence, the violence

We don’t need to be forgiven

Your business, go mind it

Cause this ain’t fucking Jerry Springer

We say our lines, we do the time

We’re just like on the television

«Bad mistakes and good intentions»

Ain’t what they’re saying about us in the papers

Fast forward?

No, can’t change the station

If it’s 7 years, then 7 years I’m waiting for you

Cause where I’m from, it all goes wrong

It’s not like on the television

The darkest days don’t fade away

Can’t turn it off like television

They laugh and they wave behind the glass

They’re there to stay

But our script, it don’t fit

You know the bad guy always pays

And I’m alone, there’s no one home

So I turn on my television