The New Black

Baby
You got me all wrong
And maybe
I’m not at all down and out
I’m high and I’m in
Don’t you know who I am?
I’m the jaded one with pop insensitivity
And when I finish struggling
We can make our way to the dance floor
And stand like strangers
In an elevator stuck between stories
I always find myself in the middle of your stories
With the camera as a witness I will suffer
With the camera as a witness I will suffer
If everything I do is wrong, then by God, I do it right
If everything I do is wrong, then by God, I do it right
If everything I do is wrong, then by God, I do it right
If everything I do is wrong, then by God, I do it right
We don’t dance no, no, no
We got class!
No, we don’t have any fun at all
It’s the new style and we know it
We’re not stunning, we’re just stunned
We’re lying for a living
We’re lying for a living
Don’t you know who I am?
I’m the real thing with low-key sensibilities
I don’t need what I’ve got
Half as much as everyone covets it
Well, if loving me is wrong, then goddamn, you do it right
Well, if loving me is wrong, then goddamn, you do it right
It turns us on to turn you down
We’re turned on to turn you down