Yeea-aay
Yeea-aay
There's a lot of talk about me, yeea-aay
People lining up to meet me, yeea-aay
I'm on a verge of celebrity, yeea-aay
So what you think about that?
I've got friends in high places, yeea-aay
Louis Vuitton suitcases, yeea-aay
Looking on all the pretty faces, yeea-aay
So what you think about that?
So why do I feel like it's all just a show?
You make me wanna shut it all down,
Throw it all away,
Cause I'm nothing if I don't have you.
What's the point of being on top,
All the money in the world if I can't pull it all on you.
So, send the cars back,
Put the house on the market,
And my big dreams too.
Because it's all so clear,
Now without you here,
I'm the loser of the year.
Loser of the year.
I'm at a party in a mansion, yeea-aay
There's a lot of high fashion, yeea-aay
And I'm cooler than I've ever been, yeea-aay
So what you think about that?
I'm livin' life in a fast lane, yeea-aay
I've got fridge full of champagne, yeea-aay
And I'm hanging out with Lil' Wayne, yeea-aay
What you think about that?
So why do I feel like it's all just a show?
You make me wanna shut it all down,
Throw it all away,
Cause I'm nothing if I don't have you.
What's the point of being on top,
All the money in the world if I can't pull it all on you.
So, send the cars back,
Put the house on the market,
And my big dreams too.
Because it's all so clear,
That without you here,
I'm the loser of the year.
Loser of the year.
I can try real hard, I can try to pretend,
That all these dreams make any sense
Without you.
But that just ain't you
I thought these things would make me forget
About you and me but you're stuck in my head
I'm a loser, if I lose her.
You make me wanna shut it all down,
Throw it all away,
Cause I'm nothing if I don't have you.
What's the point of being on top,
All the money in the world if I can't pull it all on you.
You make me wanna shut it all down,
Throw it all away,
Cause I'm nothing if I don't have you.
So, send the cars back,
Put the house on the market,
And my big dreams too.
Because it's all so clear,
That I need you near,
And it's all so clear,
Now without you here,
I'm the loser of the year.
Loser of the year. |