Breaking Hearts - Grace Mitchell

Blindfolded, step into the danger

Fast lane, obsessed with all the bright lights

Bad dreams have always been my favorite

I’d picture mom a little shaken

Some people say that I’m a cynic

Like a smoking gun on a joyride

Always love the taste of a death wish

Like the sun, get hotter by the minute

She’s running the game, running the game

We live the DJ life, we go out every night

We’re barely scraping by, somehow we just get by

Breaking hearts and taking names

We never fit the mold, we like to instigate

We made the honor roll, fashionably late

Breaking hearts and taking names

I could use somebody like a sidekick

To have my back and help me take a hit, breath

Would you bathe and run with me forever?

Don’t have to be in love cause we know better

She’s running the game, running the game

We live the DJ life, we go out every night

We’re barely scraping by, somehow we just get by

Breaking hearts and taking names

We never fit the mold, we like to instigate

We made the honor roll, fashionably late

Breaking hearts and taking names

All these colors and fluorescent lights

Get my body, body should get electrified

Burn the candles out on both sides

Does it feel like trouble when you’re near me?

We live the DJ life, we go out every night

We’re barely scraping by, somehow we just get by

Breaking hearts and taking names

We never fit the mold, we like to instigate

We made the honor roll, fashionably late

Breaking hearts into the night

We live the DJ life, we go out every night

We’re barely scraping by, somehow we just get by

Breaking hearts and taking names

We never fit the mold, we like to instigate

We made the honor roll, fashionably late

Breaking hearts and taking names