What I Wish For You

Lyrics

Hope you get gum on your new shoes The Prada ones in cobalt blue I hope you accidentally burn your Kobe beef on the barbecue Spill your Wendy's Frosty from the menu that you ordered at the drive-through All over your car and your Taylor guitar And then you run out of gas you're on the I-15 And you're driving to Vegas, it's 115 degrees And you need a new battery but you only got anti-freeze Got your girl all mad 'cause you missed your anniversary Your credit card limit exceeded, your hairline's severely receded, keep hoping your hair turns grey before your 25th birthday I hope you lose your navigation and your wifi And then you realize you lost me at the same time I can't help it, I don't like you... And This Is What I Wish For You na na na This Is What I Wish For You right now This Is What I Wish For You na na na Boy your shit is coming back around This Is What I Wish For You na na na This Is What I Wish For You right now This Is What I Wish For You na na na Boy your shit is coming back around I hope you cry from every onion And you fan girl every time you see Hulk Hogan I hope your arm lengths are disproportionate so the Armani suits that you bought don't really ever fit And the Benjies you're burning turn up counterfeit Drop red wine on your Yeezys at the supermarket I hope your cornflakes are soggy and stale when you don't roll the bag 'cause you're lazy as hell Your coffee and attitude salty as well you mistook it for sugar straight off of the shelf The type of guy who's so afraid to fly you get stuck on a flight from LA to Dubai Flying straight through a storm with major turbulence near a baby that cries and it's pure annoyance I can't help it no, I don't like you (damn I really don't like you)... And This Is What I Wish For You na na na This Is What I Wish For You right now This Is What I Wish For You na na na Boy your shit is coming back around This Is What I Wish For You na na na This Is What I Wish For You right now This Is What I Wish For You na na na Boy your shit is coming back, coming back, coming back around Coming, coming, coming back around Coming, coming back, coming back around Coming, coming, coming back around, oh I hope your legs get charley horse cramps and while you're drunk you end up with a slutty tramp stamp Now you're sober with regret staring at a silhouette of a skull with a mustache smoking on a cigarette (wow) And This Is What I Wish For You na na na This Is What I Wish For You right now This Is What I Wish For You na na na Boy your shit is coming back around This Is What I Wish For You na na na This Is What I Wish For You right now This Is What I Wish For You na na na Boy your shit is coming back, coming back, coming back around Coming, coming, coming back around Coming, coming back, coming back around Coming, coming, coming back around, oh