jamz

Music is my life cause my life is music The beat of the drum in your heart

Now tell me, is it over now? Do you know how to pick up the pieces and go home, go home?

I see the way I look in the mirror I'm hot as shit, it couldn't be any clearer

If you want it sweet, got that sugar on lock If you want that spice, I can turn the heat up

I don’t care that I'm at the Chateau with the whole A-list (Sorry, God forbid)

It sounds like high school, front gate, smoke in my face It sounds like dyed, frayed, high-waist, bought at Supré It sounds like lovin' you is easy but they boosted the bass

Well it's you at the bottom, they are in season I deserve it all for so many reasons I don't wanna try for the rest of my life so I'm ending it all tonight

I love it in the sunshine but I know you like the rain Come on, put your jacket on, play your favorite song, we can hang all day

Why, I'm like an alien in every dress I try Sigh, let me turn my music louder and pretend it's fine

Change your body, change your face Curl your hair then make it straight Take a picture of your plate, Tarantino movie taste Rah-rah, cheugy phobe, Vera Bradley's back in Vogue

And the scene from the screen tears a hole inside of me Man don't tell me this is living cos it feels like a disease

And I keep draggin' you down head first Do you wanna, do you wanna

Cause I don't feel the rush, and the words are not enough Like I'm lookin' at a river and pretendin' it's a flood

Don't underestimate me boy, I'll make you sorry you were born

You found someone new this summer And I've got the luck of a suicide bomber