I really miss you miss you say Forget your problems Lay down and start up Innocence of what you are Is what I want I bring my colors Drip down and drained out

Can't keep up with the pace, nigga Get the fuck up out the race, nigga Yeah, pump your brakes, go slow Pump your brakes, go slow Just like my shawty, she like it slow Yeah, and just like her, I heard it all before Don't let 'em fool you, they blowing

A magnet at my very core Pulls me northwards further than before But nights are shorter Lying with the truth laid out like that And your cold star gazing from the flat roof The nerves, the cat He's happier in the grip of a daft half hour Than in his

I've got you under my skin. For the sake of havin' you near Cause I've got you under my skin. I've got you deep in the heart of me. So deep in my heart that you're really a part of me. I'd tried so not to give in. I said to myself, this affair never will

To take me out of your home view Well I know that you know So you can make another claim Well go ahead and make it I'm just waiting for a ninety-mile water wall I'm praying for a trap door trigger That you've become the target of this hand With never

Cry agony, cry agony Try honesty, try honesty Take on the whole world, fight with the young girls Die tragedy, die tragedy Hop in your dump truck, reverse for good luck Ride over me, ride over me Call me a cheapskate, come on for Pete's sake Forgive me

Turn up your night I will find you Make them dance Just like you 'Cause you make me move Yeah you always make go I'll run away with your foot steps I'll build a city that dreams for two And if you lose yourself

I'ma live life like a star Look mama, you made a star And I done did it all before I'd rather do it than say I done rolled around in a brand new Porsche And I switched it up, took the Bentley with two doors Boy, oh boy, where do I start? That new boy

What will it take for you to notice? I am a heart on fire, the dawn walls diffuse So don’t get close Trouble and the worth Love like a needle full of methadone Prudent but not real, left you wanting more Lipstick track marks bleeding red Like Montagues

Cause I’m a girl Cause I’m a girl, Oh yeah With a bottle of wine and you I’m a girl, I got skills I can dance all night in five inch heels And make you feel like the luckiest boy in the world I can get a free drink for flipping my hair I can rock a