Close my eyes all I see is your face

Whole world stay still, no wait

I do not get it, but I feel okay

Might fly out to Santa Fe

California

I can't help but adore ya

I might pop like four of em

Imma end up in Euphoria

Cause you should say my name

You blame me, it's all the same

But it's easy to point the blame

At anyone but you

So just put the blame on me

I feel like we've been here before

She not religious she all bout her Birkin she chasin' the bag and the Christian Dior

She's really not something to mess with

A look alone will leave you breathless

And God Damn it she knows that

God Damn it she knows that

I swear I want it baby so bad

You too busy for a call back?

My fault that's my bad

Gotta learn how to fall back

Lord why me, why me, why me

Lord why me, why me, why me?

Close my eyes all I see is your face

Whole world stay still, no wait

I do not get it but I feel okay

Might fly out to Santa Fe

California

It feels wrong but I adore ya

I might pop like four of em

Imma end up in Euphoria