millionaire
Tell me why
When you say you'll get home fine
Then you go and lose your mind
We can't find you anywhere
And if I
Had a dime for every time
That you straight-up told me lies
I'd be a fucking millionaire
Baby, it's a wild life
Baby, it's still too much to be out here playing pretend
Like it or not, when you stop and you think
You can blink and it's over
That chip on your shoulder
Cost you so damn much
And I hate you so damn much
So, what am I supposed to do?
Maybe I'm scared to walk away this time
'Cause, baby, you don't tell the truth
Go forget my face, baby, that's alright
I'll still think of you
And what you put me through
La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la
Tell me why
Whеn you say you'll get home fine
Thеn you go and lose your mind
We can't find you anywhere
And if I
Had a dime for every time
That you straight-up told me lies
I'd be a fucking millionaire (La-da-da)
It's about time somebody put you in your place
I know you're not used to it by the look on your face, oh well
Why can't you just give me a break?
'Cause you've been lying for a while, I won't beg you to change
She said she thought I was crazy, and I said, "Likewise"
For fucking with you, I must be out of my right mind
'Cause if I had a dollar for every one of your white lies
I would have more money than I could make in a lifetime
So, what am I supposed to do?
Maybe I'm scared to walk away this time
'Cause, baby, you don't tell the truth
Go forget my face, baby, that's alright
I'll still think of you
And what you put me through
La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la
Tell me why (Tell me why)
When you say you'll get home fine (When you say you'll get home fine)
Then you go and lose your mind (Then you go and lose your mind)
We can't find you anywhere (We can't find you anywhere)
And if I (And if I)
Had a dime for every time (Had a dime for every time)
That you straight-up told me lies (That you straight-up told me lies)
I'd be a fucking millionaire (La-da-da)
You're so happy, you're so lovely
I wish I could be
Be a fucking millionaire
You're so late to every party
I wish I could be
Be a fucking millionaire
When you say you'll get home fine
Then you go and lose your mind
We can't find you anywhere
And if I
Had a dime for every time
That you straight-up told me lies
I'd be a fucking millionaire
Baby, it's a wild life
Baby, it's still too much to be out here playing pretend
Like it or not, when you stop and you think
You can blink and it's over
That chip on your shoulder
Cost you so damn much
And I hate you so damn much
So, what am I supposed to do?
Maybe I'm scared to walk away this time
'Cause, baby, you don't tell the truth
Go forget my face, baby, that's alright
I'll still think of you
And what you put me through
La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la
Tell me why
Whеn you say you'll get home fine
Thеn you go and lose your mind
We can't find you anywhere
And if I
Had a dime for every time
That you straight-up told me lies
I'd be a fucking millionaire (La-da-da)
It's about time somebody put you in your place
I know you're not used to it by the look on your face, oh well
Why can't you just give me a break?
'Cause you've been lying for a while, I won't beg you to change
She said she thought I was crazy, and I said, "Likewise"
For fucking with you, I must be out of my right mind
'Cause if I had a dollar for every one of your white lies
I would have more money than I could make in a lifetime
So, what am I supposed to do?
Maybe I'm scared to walk away this time
'Cause, baby, you don't tell the truth
Go forget my face, baby, that's alright
I'll still think of you
And what you put me through
La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la
Tell me why (Tell me why)
When you say you'll get home fine (When you say you'll get home fine)
Then you go and lose your mind (Then you go and lose your mind)
We can't find you anywhere (We can't find you anywhere)
And if I (And if I)
Had a dime for every time (Had a dime for every time)
That you straight-up told me lies (That you straight-up told me lies)
I'd be a fucking millionaire (La-da-da)
You're so happy, you're so lovely
I wish I could be
Be a fucking millionaire
You're so late to every party
I wish I could be
Be a fucking millionaire
Credits
Writer(s): John Clark, Matthew James Malpass, Noah Thomas, John Villagran, Timothy Meegan
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