The only reason I want fame Is because I am jealous My baby girl has had a past With a bunch of very famous fellas
Have you ever hated someone On a billboard in the city? I could only focus on them Whenever she was walking with me When she was with me
I wanna be the one that’s signing signatures Why cover these knees, that crutch when I’m with her I wanna be doing interviews about myself I figured out a long time ago that I need help
But I know that she don’t Care about this type o’ shit, oh, but I do And I know that she don’t Think too much attention’s ever good for you
I will stand still Even though I think she’s gonna run away And I will fulfill This fake prophecy, I don’t see any other way
My relationship’s on the toxic side, if you can tell (I’ll bet you can) The last two months of my life’s been a little piece of hell (I’m a burning man)
I don’t think I’ll ever tell myself that I might be enough (I might not be enough) My girl tells me that I’m the one, but those three words I’ll never trust Oh, I’ll never trust
I wanna be on an L.C.D. in N.Y.C. I wonder if my dreams are really what they seem ‘Cause every step I take towards the public eye I see a little piece of my little day we die
And I know that she don’t Care about this type o’ shit, oh, but I do And I know that she don’t Think too much attention’s ever good for you
I will stand still Even though I think she’s gonna run away And I will fulfill This fake prophecy, I don’t see any other way