i wanna big house
and i wanna new car
i wanna be rich
and sell my records
in the big big stores
i'm just kidding
i want you
i wanna be loved, love
and feel like i belong
i wanna drop out
and make something of myself
i wanna to be someone else
most the time
i wanna to disappoint my parents
and make 'em proud
i wanna be happy
but there’s nothing
to be happy for
and it goes like this
it always comes it comes
it comes it comes in fits
it's that city soul
that beauty feel
apocalyptic tremors
when i woke up terrified
in the middle of the night
and i keep looking at you
i fall in love with her
i fall in love with every girl
in the room
your face is pretty
and i'm lonely
could we touch
could we kiss
could i tell you
that i love you
could i never see you again?
and i keep looking at you
and now you're looking at me
and now your hair's in my face
and now i'm feeling e-e-e-e