Ashley Nicolette Frangipane, known professionally as Halsey, is an American singer and songwriter. Her stage name is a reference to the Halsey Street station of the New York City Subway in Brooklyn, and is an anagram of her first name. Halsey's music is categorized as indie pop ballads, usually based on her personal experiences. Her awards and nominations include four Billboard Music Awards, four iHeartRadio Music Awards, two Teen Choice Awards, one GLAAD Media Award
Read more on Last.fm I’d like to tell you that my sky’s not blue, it’s violent rain And in my world, the people on the street don’t know my name In my world, i’m seven feet tall And the boys always call, and the girls do too Because in my world, i’m constantly, constantly having’ a breakthrough (hmm) Or…
Said he tried to phone me But i never have time He said that i never listen But i don’t even try I got a new place in cali But i’m gone every night So i fill it with strangers So they keep on the lights She said she told you she knows me But…
Darling, i’ve just left the bar And i’ve misplaced all my credit cards My self preservation and all of my reservations Are sitting and contemplating’ what to do with me, do with me Think i took it way too far And i’m stumbling drunk, getting in a car My insecurities are hurting me Someone, please…
Your eyes, so crisp, so green Sour apple baby, but you taste so sweet You got hips like jagger and two left feet And i wonder if you’d like to meet Your voice is velvet through a telephone You can come to mine, but both my roommates are home Think i know a bar where…
I, i know where to lay I know what to say It’s all the same And i, i know how to play I know this game It’s all the same Now if i keep my eyes closed he looks just like you But he’ll never stay, they never do Now if i keep my eyes…
There’s a place way down in bedstuy Where a boy lives behind bricks He’s got an eye for girls of eighteen And he turns them out like tricks I went down to a place in bedstuy A little liquor on my lips I let him climb inside my body And held him captive in my…
I’m searching for something that i can’t reach… I don’t like them innocent I don’t want no face fresh Want em wearing leather Begging, let me be your taste test I like the sad eyes, bad guys Mouth full of white lies Kiss me in the corridor But quick to tell me goodbye You say…
Cigarettes and tiny liquor bottles Just what you’d expect inside her new balenciaga Vile romance turned dreams into an empire Self-made success Now she rolls with rockefellers Survival of the richest The city’s ours until the fall They’re monaco and hamptons bound But we don’t feel like outsiders at all We are the new americana…
Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so You said your mother only smiled on her tv show You’re only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope I hope you make it to the day you’re 28 years old You’re dripping like a saturated sunrise You’re spilling like an overflowing…
Sick of all these people talking, sick of all this noise Tired of all these cameras flashing, sick of being poised Now my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around it Already choking on my pride, so there’s no use crying about it (agnus dei) (agnus dei) (agnus dei) (agnus dei) I’m headed…
I don’t want to fight right now Know you’re always right, now Know i need you around with me But nobody waiting around with me Been through the ups Yeah the ups and the downs with me Got a whole lot of love But you don’t want to spread it around with me Never pick…
Got a boy back home in michigan And he tastes like jack when i’m kissing him So i told him that i never really liked his friends Now he’s gone and he’s calling me a bitch again There’s a guy that lives in the garden state And he told me that we’d make it ’til…
I’ve missed your calls for months, it seems Don’t realize how mean i can be ’cause i can sometimes treat the people That i love like jewelry ’cause i can change my mind each day I didn’t mean to try you on But i still know your birthday And your mother’s favorite song So i’m…
She doesn’t kiss me on the mouth anymore ’cause it’s more intimate, than she thinks we should get She doesn’t look me in the eyes anymore Too scared of what she’ll see, somebody holding me When i wake up all alone And i’m thinking of your skin I remember, i remember what you told me…