Hello, John
I really, really hate who I used to be
I really, really hate who I— (Yeah)
It's my birthday and I'll cry if I wanna' cry for you
It's not worth another lie
I was dying next to you
Everybody talk a big game on the 'Gram
Every-everybody had a first love underneath the stands
I was talking smack to imaginary friends
While you're knowing how I'm hurting from the sidelines
Do I ever cross your mind?
Will I ever know?
Count a crow, your smile has got me accidentally in lovе
Rocking Odd Future, I swear I'm not stupid
I know I act a fool, so I could see your laugh in action
I was in the back of a Cadillac car
I was dancing in thе middle of the Cul-De-Sac Park
I was in the back of a Cadillac car
I was dancing in the middle of a faraway star
(Yo, Huron!)
It's my birthday and I'll cry if I wanna' cry for you
It's not worth another lie
I was dying (Oh)
Yeah
They were making fun of me for making beats
In the back of the class
I have had just enough in the rough
I was wearing denim in the gym
Is it me?
Is it him?
All I know is picket fencing and a quiet room
The number of fist fights and Grammys I've won are the same
How many photographs in the camera roll are worthy of a frame
I had coffee for dinner
I used to advertise my music on Tinder
I'm still embarrassed over who I used to be
I'm still embarrassed of who I used to be
I'm still embarrassed of who I used to be
I really, really hate (who I used to be)
It's my birthday and I'll cry iIf I wanna cry for you
It's not worth another lie
I was dying next you
I really, really hate who I used to be
