Elizabeth Taylor - Clare Maguire, Boston Bun

I feel like Elizabeth Taylor

This could be a movie

I feel like Elizabeth Taylor

Red lips, dark hair

Alone in my trailer

Under my white shirt

Heart like stone

Wearing fake designer and pearls

I’ve loved, I’ve lost and loved again

But here I am, on my own

I feel like Elizabeth Taylor

«Do I make you nervous?»

I feel like Elizabeth Taylor

And not just on the surface

I’ve loved, I’ve lost and loved again

But here I am, here I stand

I’ve loved, I’ve lost and loved again

But here I am

Another lesson learned

Another lesson learned

I feel like Elizabeth Taylor

At the after party

In a room full of strangers

Just me and my Bacardi

Thinking of an old movie

And the roles that we’d play

Sometimes I look back

And I wish that you’d stayed

I’ve loved, I’ve lost and loved again

But here I am on my own

I’ve loved, I’ve lost and loved again

But here I am, here I stand

I’ve loved, I’ve lost and loved again

But here I am

Another lesson learned

Ooooh, ooh, ooh

Red lips, dark hair

Oooh, ooh, oh

«Do I make you nervous?»

It’s another lesson learned

Another lesson learned

Another lesson learned

I’ve loved, I’ve lost and loved again

But here I am, here I stand

I’ve loved, I’ve lost and loved again

But here I am

Another lesson learned

No one could tame me

Another lesson learned

No one could tame me

Another lesson learned

Another lesson learned