malibu mage

[Hook] Cause I don't think it was all that You used to talk all the trash You used to talk all the shit God damn, I don't give a shit I used to be such a romantic, but now I'm so manic I panic, panic [Post-Hook] I don't wanna go down if I go up Yeah, I got keep it down, don’t wanna throw up Can’t make a big sound, no big fuss Can't fake it anymore, the gig's up Open the door, the lid’s up If you might latch on to me, give me a heads up Please do not crash into me, no head butts I know being with me gives you a head rush Romeo, Juliet, you wish that was us But with you it’s Russian roulette, I can not trust No, I can not love [Verse 1] I got the, I got the itch need a Benadryl So sick, yeah, I got achoos Fever dreams, tell me if it's rеal Is it real, gotta know the deal Tеll me if you really would kill Tell me if you really would steal If you saw me countin' my bills So much you wanna get a feel I got the itch need a Benadryl So sick, yeah, I got achoos Fever dreams, tell me if it's real Is it real, gotta know the deal Tell me if you really would kill Tell me if you really would steal If you saw me countin' my bills So much you wanna get the a feel [Verese 2] Back it up, Back it up Just wanna say, hey what's up All the racks, I rack it up That’s why they wanna stay with us Don't ask, it's just because Just look what I've become She ask for Beer Rog She so fine Tell me, if you wanna run baby We can go run back to the 80s We can go drive every Mercedes Your the type that drives me crazy Yeah, you wanna go date me Is that what you been think lately Baby you should rethink all that Cause I don't think it was all that [Hook] Cause I don't think it was all that You used to talk all the trash You used to talk all the shit God damn, I don't give a shit I used to be such a romantic, but now I'm so manic I panic, panic I panic, panic [Post-Hook] I don't wanna go down if I go up Yeah, I got keep it down, don’t wanna throw up Can’t make a big sound, no big fuss Can't fake it anymore, the gig's up Open the door, the lid’s up If you might latch on to me, give me a heads up Please do not crash into me, no head butts I know being with me gives you a head rush Romeo, Juliet, you wish that was us But with you it’s Russian roulette, I can not trust No, I can not love [Outro] Tell me if you really would k- Tell me if you really would s- If you saw me countin' my b-