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Where Do All The Diamonds Go?

 

Where Do All The Diamonds Go?


I can feel the death of something, I can feel the birth of something
I can feel the sunrise, and every inch it moves when it sets
I am not myself anymore, I'm a new girl
Only been her for a few seconds
Sweeping up the floor, can't ask for much more
I put my ring on all by myself, it got me thinking

Where do all the diamonds go?
The ones that stand for something broke
Tucked away like bands of gold
In the drawer next to the bed we lay in
Got a lot of time, I'm all alone
My mind stuck on a thought that doesn't serve me
Like, where do all the diamonds go?
The ones that stand for something broke

Tethered to Beverly Hills
Never expected this hard pill
Just out here doing my best
I can't control all the rest
Dropped in the middle of a cyclone, baby
Take it day by day, there's a baby on the way
You're out in Toronto and I'm staring at this ring
Not just your baby mama, all this drama got me thinking

Where do all the diamonds go?
The ones that stand for something broke
Tucked away like bands of gold
In the drawer next to the bed we lay in
Got a lot of time, I'm all alone
My mind stuck on a thought that doesn't serve me
Like, where do all the diamonds go?
The ones that stand for something broke

Leaving Los Angeles, it doesn't sound so bad
No, no, no, oh-oh
But leaving Los Angeles, it kinda makes me sad

Where do all the diamonds go?
The ones that stand for something broke
Tucked away like bands of gold
In the drawer next to the bed we lay in

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