Wannabe

This is my song, yeah
This is my song, yeah, yeah
I say this is my song, and I'm dancin' with the Devil
On a highway to hell in the middle of the road
This is my time to decide, yeah

Uh, uh, Devil in my mind now
Monogamy isn't the only thing I've been lyin' 'bout
I'm in the belly of the beast, and I'm ridin' 'round
Rope in my hand, should I hang myself or climb out?
I feel like everyone around me 'bout to make it
And I'm busy with some bitch I only fuck up when I'm faded
They say I'll grow to be a monster, but I am one
Why the fuck you think I've been callin' myself "LeeAnn's Son"?

I ain't Thomas anymore, I ain't honest anymore
I don't give a shit about a broken promise anymore
I got back home from tour like a month ago
And I've been in the club gettin' drunk since a month ago
I lost the only girl I ever loved, bet you knew it
'Cause I said it a million times, and now it's true
I swore that she would never ever come before my music
And now I see that every rapper sing the same tune

This is my song, and I'm dancin' with the Devil
On a highway to hell in the middle of the road
This is my time to decide if I'm gonna be a better man
Or cover everything I own in gold
This is not the way
This is not the way
This is not the way
That I, that I, that I, that I wannabe

There's rappers in the city that been talkin' shit
And gangsters in the city, y'all been talkin' 'bout it too
There's women in the city I've been fuckin' with on weekends
While I'm out late with my friends
But I'm still in love with who hates me
I'm guilty, and I'm sure it's slowly killin' me
I'ma take the fall and all responsibility
Uh, Jesus in my heart now
I heard he walked with you, I'll bring the car around

I don't have the time or the energy
To forget about the past or forgive myself for anything
I'm waitin' for it, I just cut this whole tape on a party tip
And now I'm like, "What the fuck? When's the fuckin' party end??
When I wanted to be good, no one else was
When I wanted to be rich, they wouldn't sell drugs
When she wanted us together, man, I guess I didn't
When I needed her to find me, she went missin'

This is my song, and I'm dancin' with the Devil
On a highway to hell in the middle of the road
This is my time to decide if I'm gonna be a better man
Or cover everything I own in gold
This is not the way
This is not the way
This is not the way
That I, that I, that I, that I wannabe

This is not the way
This is not the way
This is not the way
That I, that I, that I, that I wannabe
This is not the way, let it go now
This is not the way, let it go now

Uh, I'm 24, and I'm real enough to say
If I don't make it big by 30, I'ma kill myself
I bet you think that's just some super high thoughts
But I ain't made for a full time position at a real job
I was built to fit perfect in a Maserati
And to be the drunkest at the Grammy after party
I'm in this quiet grey area, no feelings
I'm in a loud grey Acura, no ceilings

I've been tryna figure out how to do it different
I broke too many hearts and never been religious
I'm all alone and all my friends are in the room
I don't wear wolves or fur, but I'm howlin' at the moon, loud
I just don't know what to do now
I should move on, but there's no house to move out
Too many wannabes are livin' in my neighborhood
And I refuse to let them call me neighbors 'cause I'm really good

This is my song, and I'm dancin' with the Devil
On a highway to hell in the middle of the road
This is my time to decide if I'm gonna be a better man
Or cover everything I own in gold
This is not the way
This is not the way
This is not the way
That I, that I, that I, that I wannabe