[chorus:]
ıf ı could play guitar, then ı'll play it,
but ı can't so ı'll just sing it, sing it
ı wrote s-o-r-r-y,
ı'm tellin you that,
and ı don't know why,
maybe because ı was sky-high,
and thinking to much about my life.
so ı turned off the light,
and ı tried to rap,
but only bullshyt left my mind,
and most of the time ı was fine,
but you're windin me up while ı'm hard on my grime.
when were you born? 1985
why didn't you finish school? because ı skied.
step back, get back,
comment on my face yeh,
ı'm just tryin to live my life.
[chorus]
ı feel a little tired,
ı feel like cryin,
ı feel like lyin,
ı feel like not tryin to do
what ı was supposed to do today.
(fuk)
a couple of interviews,
a photo shoot,
a show to do,
promote new tunes.
oh ı hate it when ı feel this way,
oh why do ı feel this way?
tell me...
yesterday was a different story,
high and mighty,
feeling glory.
shut down time square,
know that you saw me.
felt enormus, like twenty stories.
[chorus]
today of all days,
you try to rush me.
hush puppy, let me do my thing,
ı'm not your puppet on a string brov...
(really?)
now don't get me on,
you silly little punk.
expect me to walk,
cause ı'm not gonna run.
ı wish life was as easy as playing the guitar,
ya just pick it up and ya strum.
