I'm running head down, not listening
Not listening, I don't see them
I hear fame is everything
I'm not famous
I'm running head down, not listening
Not listening, I don't see them
I hear fame is everything
I just don't want to be famous
Tied up and tangled, I feel
Gutted and strangled they want me
(How much for him?)
Dried up and thirsty, I feel
Oh no
Selfish and sexist they want me
(How much?)
Take what you want from mine
Leave nothing for me for mine
My music is only for my peace of mind
I'm losing mine
I'm losing, I'm losing mine
I'm running head down, not listening
Not listening, I don't see them
I hear fame is everything
I'm not famous
I'm running head down, not listening
Not listening, I don't see them
I hear fame is everything
I just don't want to be famous
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Can't say what you meant to me, what I'm meant to be
I don't like to think about it much these days
But do trust me, I do trust me
It's more than that, it's more than me, it's more than you
(It's more than you)
It's more than you and I hate that
My whole world, you can take that
I've done so much I can't take back
Well, it's this life and I face that
It's a scary thought, let's face facts
Like loose ends, loose friends, conversations that don't end
Phone calls, missed texts, no interest, just quick sex
All mixed up with the wrong crowd
Got cult figures all looking down
Next move will bring 'em all around
When they see Roadhouse six feet in the ground
Oh, oh no
I'll have my love and they'll have my sound
(Well, I drink spirits to the ghost in the room)
I'll have my love and they'll have my sound
(It's too much) Now I'm lost in the drinks
(It's too much, too much for me) And I'm sweating
Two more years 'til 27