Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na na yeah Ooh, na na yeah I am not your homie, not your, hoo, na na yeah You don't know me, fuck yeah See your iPhone camera flashin' Please step back, it's my style you're crampin' "You here for long?" Oh

It's not time to make a change, You're still young, that's your fault, Find a girl, settle down, If you want you can marry. Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy. Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away. I know I have to go. Just relax, take it

Oh, Milady, I hope you know what I see, From this side of the sea, Quoi, quoi, quoi, disent les corbeaux, J’ai montré à vos petits, Des images du désert, Drapeau bas, Quoi, quoi, quoi, Sombre et cruelle est devenue mon âme, Mais la blessure était

You give me feels and I Know that I know, that I know that it's real You give me, you give me feels And I'm catching feelings, baby Know that I know, that I know that it's real (that it's real) You give me, you give me feels (oh) You give me feels

Do you feel safe now? Welcome to my safe house Semi-automatic, I don't panic when it goes down AKA your god's away, there's no one you can call now Welcome, I've been waiting You've already been caught You don't know it's too late Before you knew which

Behind closed doors, there's never any light But nothing's ever gonna make things right The doors close so no one outside hears But I know the sound of your worst fear It's cutting through me, it's suffocating me Behind closed doors, there's a lifetime

I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar Singing, singing, singing Ooh la la, he breaks my heart American, 'merican, 'merican boy Know it's my American boy And ooh la la, my American boy And insecure 'bout all the things you say (say, say, say,

I'm ready to go Get me out my mind I think I'm ready I think I know I'm ready I know So tell me right now You think you're ready for it I wanna know Why you got me going

(Now you must have never heard of what she did for you) And your priority, it must be heard 'Cause we'll never be the way we were There's so much that I could never say to your face Bye, bye now You should know the world and all its ways so find your

Boy it's good to know I got a bud like you Way up, way up Way up to the sky When everybody here is sneaking in and getting high Way up to the moon Kicking in the basement To pick me way up, way up Enough, enough Hating all the same things too