Lay awake through the night Say what I know you'll like, it's fake but it's nice for you Something doesn't feel right Think I wasted your time, I can't say that I'm confused
Still, you dream of New York City Walking hurried, life is pretty good Waiting for your skater boy Who comes from money, hardwoods underfoot
Morning broke through the night Mouth still tangy and dry and my tongue is tied for you Scroll through your favorite tiles Might not post for a while I heard that's in style, so you
But you're still on your own in New York City Now your ex is looking pretty good Skate alone, you're getting gritty Call your mama say you're coming home
Taking my own advice Uh oh, I'm not so wise Taking my own advice Uh oh, I'm not so wise Taking my own advicе Uh oh, I'm not so wise Taking my own adviceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
