Lyrics: Massica/clef
Music: Massica/clef
Arranger: Massica/clef
Guess I'm outdated
Anticipated
That I fronted long enough to know there ain't no way through
Porsche nine eleven
Red light, four seconds
It's my first day in the city looking for something new
But it all goes back to you
There ain't much left for me to choose
Speed it up, turn the lights off
Out of love, out of fuel
Tryna get away but it all goes back to you
Remember I met you in the city
Oh, it was the shooting day
Suddenly put on another face
Wow, you won the best screenplay
Directress said we ran out of film
She used my tears to trade
It's like a faint light I'd been chasing behind
100 miles, pedal and hit that red line
A crash scene, a stuntman who took his own life (Oh no)
“I'm not a fan of it”
“Cut, retake again”
Girl you make me crazy
It happens on a daily basis
Girl you make me crazy, crazy, crazy, yea (Please, please, please)
Girl you make me crazy, crazy, crazy (Please, please, please)
We'll be falling to the ground in a bit
Guess we could just learn to get on with it
Get on with it
Something happened
There's no one want to forget
Tell you, tell me, tell you
Something happened
There's no one want to forget
Tell you, tell me, yea
Something happened
There's no one want to forget
Tell you, tell me, tell you
Something happened
There's no one want to forget
Tell you, tell me, yea