Velvet Crowbar Lyrics
Lana Del Rey · Other Songs - Lana Del Rey
But I didn't know it.
You were afflicted by booze,
You didn't show it, huh.
Life is a velvet crowbar,
Hittin' you over the head.
You're bleeding but you want more,
"This is so like you," I said,
"Put yourself on back to bed."
You're like crack to me,
I don't want to leave,
I'm watchin' you sleep,
Pray you'll start breathin'.
My baby's on his,
Eighth life darlin',
Stayin' with him,
Till the mornin'.
You're like crack to me,
So fun I can't see.
With your golden grill,
Your purple dream.
My baby's on his,
Eighth life darlin'.
Gonna watch him,
Till the mornin'.
I was addicted to you,
Didn't wanna blow it.
You were a dick with your crew,
Always on the road.
You wanna touch life so hard,
Why can't you give it a rest?
You're not that bright for a star,
Burned yourself out, nothing left.
You're like crack to me,
I don't want to leave,
I'm watchin' you sleep,
Pray you'll start breathin'.
My baby's on his,
Eighth life darlin',
Stayin' with him,
Till the mornin'.
You're like crack to me,
So fun I can't see.
With your golden grill,
Your purple dream.
My baby's on his,
Eighth life darlin'.
Gonna watch him,
Till the mornin'.
Styrofome on the microphone,
Can't give it up,
Can't go it alone.
Flame coloured paradise,
For you darlin',
But death doesn't come,
With a warning.
Life is a velvet crowbar,
Hittin' you over the head.
You're bleeding syrup amour,
Bleeding to death.
You're like crack to me,
I don't want to leave,
I'm watchin' you sleep,
Pray you'll start breathin'.
My baby's on his,
Eighth life darlin',
Stayin' with him,
Till the mornin'.
You're like crack to me,
So fun I can't see.
With your golden grill,
Your purple dream.
My baby's on his,
Eighth life darlin'.
Gonna watch him,
Till the mornin'.
(My baby's on his),
(Last life, darlin').
(Gonna stay around),
(Till morning).
(My baby's on his),
(Last life, darlin').
(I've got to stick around),
(Till morning).
Velvet Crowbar
Lana Del Rey's 'Velvet Crowbar' stands as a quintessential example of her signature aesthetic, blending dreamy pop sensibilities with a gothic, cinematic atmosphere. The track exemplifies her ability to weave together themes of nostalgia, melancholy, and romantic longing into a cohesive sonic landscape. Often associated with her broader discography from the early 2010s, the song reflects her deep engagement with Hollywood noir imagery and the emotional weight of lost love. Del Rey's vocal delivery, characterized by its breathy, emotive quality, anchors the composition, creating a mood that is both intimate and expansive. The recording captures the essence of her work during a period where she began to fully synthesize her influences from classic rock and film scores into a unique, modern art-pop identity. This piece remains a staple in her catalog, illustrating her commitment to crafting immersive soundscapes that resonate with listeners seeking a blend of beauty and sorrow.