Small town baby, got his knickers in a twist Doesn't like the way that this curse leaves my lips Fuck what you think, I'm not trying to impress you I'll probably just upset you, you're tryna be your best you Suited and booted, but got no money Tryna act a grownup, now that's pretty funny I thought I'd have it worked out and I'd be making plenty I'm feeling pretty empty, this attitudes expensive Take a trip and you might find Let's make this public, let's take it outside Put down your small-talk and teach me to fight Let's make this personal, stop wasting my time Get out my way, I'm sick of being polite Caught in the mirror, can't recognize your face Trying too hard, yeah it's gonna make you age Walk into the room, everybody looks the same I'm so tired of this place, yeah Why you scared of change, yeah? Too many photos and not enough friends Waiting on the next fad on the next trend Posers in the hall and they clogging up the stairways Working on their bitch face Come on baby, let's play! Let's make this public, let's take it outside Put down your small-talk and teach me to fight Let's make this personal, stop wasting my time Get out my way, I'm sick of being polite And it's all I seem to see And it's all you seem to know Bet you're itching to find out Where the party's gonna go So you turn up at my door But you don't know anyone And the party's over now Can't you see you're on your own? Let's make this public, let's take it outside Put down your small-talk and teach me to fight Let's make this personal, stop wasting my time Get out my way, I'm sick of being polite Oooh, ooohTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
