Through the juno bush you see her lips are miming gwen stefani The horizon takes a trip along her body Hearing all the posters on your wall As they talk about my chances Boy, you're so tragic Your floor was damaged from months ago Where you dropped a hot comb dancing to neo soul The trees are gold on your iphone background Which is funny cos you cut down Like eight last spring for the view now How's it look, baby? How's it feel? Is it too much for you? Big f**ing deal Me me me That's all we know You might think you do But i bet you don't I heard you joined the peace corps Planting ferns & feeding the poor You're not so bad anymore Me me me That's all we know You might think you do But i bet you don't