Tired of Singing the Blues (song)

Lana Del Rey
Writer(s)	Lana Del Rey
Producer(s)	The Flight
Recorded	2010
Length	4:12
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"Tired of Singing the Blues" (also known as "I'm Fucked") is an unreleased song by Lana Del Rey. It was recorded in 2010 and leaked on July 13, 2013. The producer of the song is The Flight and it is not registered on any music publishing sites. Two snippets of the studio acapella version leaked during mid 2016.

Cross-references

• The lyric "no remedy for memory" is also in the song "Dark Paradise".
• References to (not) buying someone's bullshit appear in "Break My Fall" and "High By the Beach".
• Selling ones soul is also a relevant topic in "Put the Radio On".

Lyrics

"You know, sometimes I think God's playin' a little game with me. Looking down from heaven, laughing, tryin' to see how much I can take, because the way things go, it's like a joke. Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me."

It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Try'na make something of myself
Life's got something else in mind

I'm fightin' a losing game and I'm biding my time
You won't be my man, do I understand?
No, stop

I don't wanna hear another word
About your why nots
I bought your bullshit all before
Now you're try'na sell me more, babe

Man who makes a beast out of himself got nothin' to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothin' left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey
Ribbons in my hair and I am sinking down

A double life, a sordid past, and I am drinking now
I want to be bad, you say
You were glad to see me, shut up

I don't wanna know another thing
You think you know about me
I'm not who you think I am
Smilin' but I ain't happy

Man who makes a beast out of himself got nothin' to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothin' left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Oh, my super God, I can't turn off
My mind is like a tickin' time bomb
Try'na get me from inside
I knew it, day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?

I felt this way before
I've known the depths of utter desperation
My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star
With loneliness as my occupation

I know that he's right, but I don't care tonight
I want to be bad
I want to be bad, I can't stop

I keep runnin' round the same town
Knockin' you down, I'm fucked
How can I get out when there's nowhere
To go for miles around?

A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothin' to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothin' I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired, oh-oh, oh-oh

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh