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"Tired of Singing the Blues" (erroneously 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 song was produced by The Flight and is not registered on any music publishing sites.

Background[]

Two snippets of the studio a cappella leaked during mid-2016. A third would leak on August 31, 2017. An alternate mix[S 1] of the song's instrumental leaked on January 7, 2024. As the song's stem session is rumored to be in circulation,[S 2] it is possible the instrumental is mixed from the stems.

Del Rey alluded to the lyrics of the song in one of her tweets back in 2010.[1]

Cross-references[]

Official versions[]

  • Final version — 4:12
  • Alternate mix[S 1] — Unknown
    • Instrumental version — 4:13

Lyrics[]

You know, sometimes, I think God's playing a little game with me
Looking down from Heaven, laughing, tryna 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
Tryna 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 tryna 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, ooooh

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

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, ooooh

Oh, my super God, I can't turn off
My mind is like a ticking time bomb
Tryna kill me from inside
Haunting me day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?

I've 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
Tired, ohh-ohh

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

References[]

Notes[]

  1. 1.0 1.1 This is speculation and should not be relied upon. It has not been confirmed by any official sources, but has been reported by Honeymoun, who is considered a reliable insider by the community.
  2. This is speculation and should not be relied upon. It has not been confirmed by any official source, but is considered widespread knowledge within the community.
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