got me thinking
harlow, jack
i don't think we can be friends
i don't think that i can even pretend
now it just feels like a swing and a miss
you used to think i'm the shit
sometimes i wish you could meet me again
i know you always believed in the kid
and my music and that i'd succeed and go big
and subsequently i'll be bringing you with
now you think that you believed in a myth
i cannot tell you the reason for this
summer is coming i'm facing temptations
maybe i'm selfish and i think with my dick
remember we spent all of those nights in my basement
i know that i'm really all that you want
wish you could say this is all that i need"