[Verse 1] Didn't you hear Amanda's movin' back to Colorado? It's 2013 and the end of my life Freshman's year's about to plummet just a little harder But it didn't 'cause we kissed on that Halloween night I bleached half my hair when I saw Zoey on your vespa It was orange from three percent peroxide, thanks to you I needed a good cry, I headed straight to Kendra's I hated you and I hoped to God that you knew now Now it's drama (Drama), found a club for that Where I met ya (Met ya), had a heart attack Yada yada At the end, yeah, we burned Made a couple u-turns, you were with 'til you weren't
[Chorus] High School in Jakarta, sort of modern Sparta Had no chance against the teenage suburban armadas We were wishin' nada, makes it tight like fathers yellin' And that was hard, but I loved you harder High School in Jakarta, an elaborate saga I still hate you for makin' me wish I came out smarter Do you hate your mother? So do I Could've ended different then If we didn't went to High School in Jakarta
[Verse 2] Got a group assignment, I'll be in first place You don't text at all, and only call when you're off your face I'm petty and say "Call me when you're not unstable" I lie, and tell you I'll be gettin' drunk at Rachel's I wasn't, she doesn't even drink But I couldn't have you sat there and think that you're better 'Cause you're older Are you better now that we're older?
[Chorus] High School in Jakarta, sort of modern Sparta Had no chance against the teenage suburban armadas We were wishin' nada, makes it tight like fathers yellin' And that was hard, but I loved you harder High School in Jakarta, a comedy drama I still hate you for makin' me wish I came out smarter Do you hate your mother? So do I Could've ended different then Again we went to High School in Jakarta
[Verse 3] Natasha's movin' to New York (New York) Probably some time in August And I'm spendin' the Summer in Singapore I'm so sad, I can't tell you shit anymore I made friends with Abby this year We're movin' in, in March or so And although you bring me to tears I'm glad that we gave it a go
[Chorus] High School in Jakarta, American [?] Had no chance against the Marks who screened with marijuana I was your piñata, she was just tryna [?] Glad she gave it to you hard, but I loved you harder High School in Jakarta, I won't, but I wanna Ask you when you talk about, do I ever come up? Say things to your mama, now we're through Could've ended different then If we didn't went to High School in JakartaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
