My Life is Like a Movie

Capo
Ayyy, yeaaah

I love it when you call me Mr. Brightside
Designer shawty staring at me in the moonlight
Yeah, CBX make my wrist cry
Yeah, I love it when you talk to me in real life
And it was awkward on the drive home
But you still text me on your cellphone when you got home
Yeah, why the fuck you playin' games, hoe?
You got me thinking 'bout the days when we were so close

And I don't wanna die but I will if I have to
I miss you everyday, can you just say that you'll be back soon?
You found me passed out on the floor of the bathroom
Drugs are not cool, don't start if you don't have to

And I don't wanna die but I will if I have to
I miss you everyday, can you just say that you'll be back soon?
You found me passed out on the floor of the bathroom
Drugs are not cool, don't start if you don't have to

If you wanna be my bae, I just hope you fucking feel me
This shit is not a game but my life is like a movie
Yeah, bitch, you're so perfect but you really fucking hurt me
I'll never forget about the words you said to me
Nooo
You hurt meeee, yeaaah, woah
I just wanna know if we can kick it at the hotel
I remember nights when we would party at the motel
Now I'm popping percs and I'm smoking gelato
I just wanna cash out and rent out the top floor
She just wanna do blow and get drunk at the casino
So far away but it feels like you're so close
Yeah, you're so far away but it feels like... yeah

And we were smoking thrax in your parents' room
And we were off the percs in the Benz coupe
I miss you every night when I text you
And every time that you're sad, I wanna cry too

And I don't wanna die but I will if I have to
I miss you everyday, can you just say that you'll be back soon?
You found me passed out on the floor of the bathroom
Drugs are not cool, don't start if you don't have to

Yeaaah, and we were smoking thrax in your parents' room
And we were off the percs in the Benz coupe
I miss you every night when I text you
And every time that you're sad, I wanna cry too
And we were smoking thrax in your parents' room
And we were off the percs in the Benz coupe
I miss you every night when I text you
And every time that you're sad, I wanna cry