Give me room, give me space
Hit the gas, hit the brakes
It don't change, it don’t break, I got way
Ain't got no reason to stay
Denim on denim, I'm paid
I know you can’t stand to look away
Get out my way, get out my way
Sun up, it don't shine, no no
It don't make sense, I know know
All the cars switching lanes in the photo
Baby, I'm sorry, most of your life is so boring
I'm with the foreigns, they foreign
I'm where the money is blue
Some of that money is orange
Honey, what more should I do?
Wasting my time talking to you
Boo-fucking-hoo
In the pub with the coat all black with the boots
What's in the cup got me feeling stuck
I'm in the truck pressing my luck
Germany running ’em up
Ain’t been the same since my mom went to rehab
Said you all getting dough, I don't see that
I don’t want you to call me "Lover," I mean that
Feelings only make me ugly, girl I mean that
But you lead on
But you lead on
Baby, you kill the mood
Give me room, give me space
Hit the gas, hit the brakes
It don't change, it don't break, I got way
It ain't got no reason to stay
Denim on denim, I’m paid
I know you can't stand to look away
Get out my way, get out my way
Yeah
Sun up, it don't shine, no, no
It don't make sense, I don't know
All the cars switching lanes in the photo
(Ow, burn them all)
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