[Intro]
You know
[Chorus]
She wears a short skirt, white socks and Prada loafers
Restoration Hardware coffee table with no coasters
Vogue cigarettes in her Baby Kelly
Look in her eyes, I believe everything she tell me
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Kiss marks from her Dior lip gloss
[Verse 1]
She's out every night in these clubs, clubs, clubs
Gettin' high, doin' drugs, drugs, drugs
Sometimes I really miss what it was, was, was
Can't lie, it really hurts, it really does
Grew apart when I outgrew that life, I knew I had to grow more
It's seven in the morning, what you still doin' coke for?
In Mykonos, why you postin' pictures on that boat for?
If we're being real, we all know what you got flown for, uh
Not tryna cause a full blown war
I mean it's okay if that's what you tryna go for
But I still remember when you sold me a dream
You ain't wanna be 30 plus with nothing to show for
So you back in the city posted a story of a napkin with the rose of Bar Pitti
But never in my long legged life have I ever seen a girl as pretty as you
[Chorus]
She wears a short skirt, white socks with Prada loafers
Restoration Hardware coffee table with no coasters
Vogue cigarettes in her Baby Kelly
Look in her eyes, I believe everything she tell me
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Kiss marks from her Dior lip gloss
[Verse 2]
It's been a long time since I was fucking you
Once upon a time I thought I was in love with you
But I heard from a friend that you got some older friends
These days who pay to keep you living comfortable
Hate to think about them touching you
I mean out of curiosity, how much are you?
Scratch that, nevermind
It's really not my business or my place, I ain't judging you
I reminisce sometimes there's things I still miss
Like walking in Paris in the rain when we kissed
But you've changed, when did you become this?
Love to you is just a Cartier bracelet on your wrist
Living in a city on a never-ending bender
Mondays at Tao, Tuesdays at little sister
Wednesdays at marquee, Thursdays at Lucy's
That's Tiffany's for breakfast, living out her favorite movie
[Chorus]
She wears a short skirt, white socks with Prada loafers
Restoration Hardware, coffee table with no coasters
Vogue cigarettes in her Baby Kelly
Look in her eyes, I believe everything she tell me
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Kiss marks from her Dior lip gloss
[Bridge]
Guess that's just my luck
For some reason we ain't lining up
6 a.m., why am I still drunk?
And I think the sun is rising up
Guess that's just my luck
For some reason we ain't lining up
6 a.m., why am I still drunk?
And I think the sun is rising
It's rising up
[Outro]
Baby, that's an $11,000 table
Like, what are you talking about?
That's a Vitolo, get some coasters on it
You know, or don't
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