At the holiday party
Red wine lipped a little early
Reminiscing got us laughing
And that's when I saw your face cracking

Smiles and smoke and screams
Your Gucci purse a pharmacy
Pretend to want these things
So no-one sees you not getting
Not getting what you need
Need

You can't hide from me

Are you still working on your screenplay?
Or did those lights go out on Broadway
Think if you can just keep spinning
You won't miss what you've been missing

Pills and jewels and speed
Your little purse a pharmacy
And hide behind these things
So no-one sees you not getting
Not getting what you need
Need

You can't hide
You can't hide from me

(You can't hide)
(You can't hide)
(No, you can't hide from me)

(You can't hide)
(You can't hide)
(No, you can't hide from me)

(You can't hide)
(You can't hide)
(You can't, you can't hide from me)

(You can't hide)
(You can't hide)
(No, you can't hide from me)

(You can't hide)
(You can't hide)
(You can't, you can't hide from me)

(You can't hide)
(You can't hide)
(No, you can't hide from me)

(You can't hide)
(You can't hide)
(You can't, you can't hide from me)

(You can't hide)
(You can't hide)
(No, you can't hide from me)

(You can't hide)
(You can't hide)
(You can't, you can't hide from me)

(You can't hide from me)
(You can't hide from me)

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Writer(s): Annie Clark, Jack Antonoff