Fingertips
 作词 : Lana Del Rey/Drew Erickson
 作曲 : Lana Del Rey/Drew Erickson
 When I look back, tracing fingertips over plastic bags
 Thinking, "I wish I could extrapolate some small intention
 Or maybe get your attention for a minute or two"

 Will I die? Or will I get to that ten-year mark?
 Where I beat the extinction of telomeres?
 And if I do, will you be there with me, Father, Sister, Brother?

 Charlie, stop smoking
 Caroline, will you be with me?
 Will the baby be alright?
 Will I have one of mine?
 Can I handle it
 Even if I do?
 You said that I might
 It's not fair or so they said
 To carry a child
 I guess I'll be fine

 It wasn't my idea the cocktail of things that twist neurons inside
 But without them, I'd die
 They say there's irony in the music, it's a tragedy
 I see nothing Greek in it
 Give me a mausoleum in Rhode Island with Dad, Grandma, Grandpa and Dave
 Who hung himself real high
 In the National Park sky, it's a shame and I'm crying right now
 To get to you, save you if I take my life
 Find your astral body, put it into my eyes
 Give you two seconds to cry
 Take you home, I, I'll give you a blanket
 Your spirit can sit and watch TV by my side
 'Cause, baby, I ran through a time when I felt you were doing it

 I couldn't handle it, I was in Monaco
 I couldn't hear what they said on the telephone
 I had to sing for the prince in two hours
 Sat in the shower
 Gave myself two seconds to cry
 It's a shame that we die

 When I was fifteen, naked, next-door neighbors did a drive-by
 Pulled me up by my waist, long hair to the beach side
 I wanted to go out like you, swim with the fishes
 That he caught on Rhode Island beaches
 But, sometimes, it's just not your time

 Caroline, what kind of mother was she to say I'd end up in institutions?
 All I wanted to do was kiss Aaron Greene and sit by the lake
 Twisting lime into the drinks that they made
 Have a babe at sixteen, the town I was born in and died

 Aaron ended up dead and not me
 What the ****'s wrong in your head to send me away never to come back
 Exotic places and people to take the place of being your child?
 I give myself two seconds to cry
 Let it crash over me like
 The waves in the sea
 Call me Aphrodite
 As they bow down to me

 Sunbather, moon chaser, queen of empathy
 I give myself two seconds to breathe
 And go back to being a serene queen
 I just needed two seconds to be me