Lyrics

[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 New York City's finest