Because Dreaming Costs Money, My Dear - Mitski

I can still smell the fire

Even though it’s long died out

The smoke still hangs in my hair

And on some quiet evenings it burns my eyes

So darling, play your violin

I know it’s what you live for

Darling, play your violin

We will manage somehow

I once lived in the sea

Bring me to your ear, you can hear

The tide where I used to be

Though now I’m but a shell,

Oh babe,

Don’t say sorry

Darling, play your violin

I know it’s what you live for

Darling, play your violin

We will manage somehow

Don’t dare regret anything

Remember what you’re here for, you

Just play your violin

And we will manage somehow.