What I Want

(What I want, What I want
What I want, What I want)

You think you know what I want

(What I want, What I want
What I want, What I want)

You think you know what I want
Big beach house right down to the front
You think you know what I need
Baby all I see is front
You think that we're all the same
Jaded, sick, and no last name
Put on the best defence
Play your tricks and play your games

Two chains bind your wrists and tie your tongue
You think that's what's to come
You're investing in a legacy
of sucking on your thumb
'Cause the girls taste sour
You're taking back your power
just to linger round the club
and blink once every hour

You think you know what I want

You think you know what I want

(What I want, What w-w-w what I want
What I want)

You think you know what I want

(What I want, What w-w-w what I want
what I want)

You think you know what I want

Tate, Greene, & Carnegie
make you believe that you're the smartest
You're just a creep
so don't pretend to be a pick up artist
They say fake some competition
Invade a real connection
Then go home and fuck yourself
staring at your own reflection

Think you know what I want
Big beach house right down to the front
Think you know what I need
Baby all I see is front
Think that we're all the same
Jaded, sick, and no last name
You think you know what I want
You think you know what I want!

You think you know what I want

You think you know what I want

(What I want, w-w-w what I want
what I want)

You think you know what I want

(What I want, w-w-w what I want
what I want)

You think you know what I want



Credits
Writer(s): Antony Hickey, Joelle Schlich, Thomas Bithell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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