Girls in the Suburbs Singing Smiths Songs (feat. G-Eazy) - Goody Grace

'Cause I'm in love with these Tumblr girls With skinny waists and drug habits Pretty faces love status, she acts as if she's the baddest Man, I swear she's just like tons of girls She expects the free drinks And I'm successful she thinks Always comes around when weed stinks We fuck off and on, off and on Only ever really fuck off and on Never see her these days 'cause I'm often gone When I'm home off tour never stop for long Back this week from across the pond Noticed I was close to the block she's on Elevator to the floor her loft is on Drinking whiskey, she likes vodka strong But after we fuck it's over, walked out the door; that's closure No, I can't stay here and hold her Tomorrow act like I don't know her Wouldn't ever be here sober, can't tell which one is colder My clothing's on, we both did wrong, I gotta go that's what I told her, yeah She said she can't feel her face (She said she can't feel her face) Yeah, right now I can't feel my heart (Right now I can't feel my heart) Uh, for your feelings there's no place (For your feelings there's no place) Yeah, but you knew that from the start You and I were made of glass, we'd never last (Never last) You and I were made of glass, we'd never last (Never last) Meant to die, we moved fast and then we crashed (Then we crashed) You and I were made of glass, we'd never last She's fine as fuck and she knows it, sexy body she shows it Loves the drama she chose it, she draws the line then she blows it The most fun I suppose it, pops a bottle won't close it Fills a fifth then she throws it, she pops a bar now she's dozing She's hot and cold, hot and cold, homie I don't know she's hot and cold Truly the bullshit has gotten old, superficial with a rotten soul Fucking off and on, always stop and go Probably got someone, choose not to know Head to her place then we lock the door Making bad calls when I'm off the blow 'Cause she's a bitch, I'm selfish, want every girl, can't help it And it's tough for me to shelf it, it's you I see myself with Right now I know you felt it, I touched her then she melted We shouldn't chill but we do it still, gotta play the hand if you dealt it, yeah Uh, she said she can't feel her face (She said she can't feel her face) Yeah, right now I can't feel my heart (Right now I can't feel my heart) Uh, for your feelings there's no place (For your feelings there's no place) Yeah, but you knew that from the start You and I were made of glass, we'd never last (Never last) You and I were made of glass, we'd never last (Never last) Meant to die, we moved fast and then we crashed (Then we crashed) You and I were made of glass, we'd never last Missing everything you say, it's not important what you stand for You're asking will he be the one, I'll be gone before you're done tonight Waiting for another day, you're not getting what you paid for Trying to salvage what's undone and deny you got outrun tonight Never knew her name, they're looking all the same to me They only chase the fame, there's no one left to blame but me

When I get back to California I'll see my sister and my momma I'll tell my friends about my fast life Because they know me from my past life When I get back to California I'll smoke a pound of marijuana I'll sit inside and watch the sun set All by myself in my apartment Oh, I'll take the long way home When I get back to California I hope I push my paranoia I'm parched because I'm not a god I've got no time to kill But when I get home Maybe I will I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California Killing brain cells, killing time When I finally get back I'll be feeling fine Hope I get to chill out in my twenties while I'm still in mine Tap right out the matrix but I'm just out here Maneuvering until it's time On the road know my girl be going through it But I'm a fucking star and I know I was born to do it Summer gone and past I'm always touring through it And my penthouse apartment Is feeling more like an expensive storage unit Oh well, poor guy, in real life I'm more shy I just wanna hide, they just be like "Bruh but for why?" Everybody wants a favor or a slice of your pie Live a fast life, I'ma either get rich or die So I, pass out faded then I dream of home Thinking 'bout the time I really need alone I'ma go for walks around the town you might even see me roam Fuck it I don't even really need a phone Man I'm just tryna chill I've got no time to kill But when I get home Maybe I will I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I know the sun's still shining I know the sun's still shining I know the sun's still shining I know the sun's still shining

Yeah I hate the way, the way I always miss you Yeah, I know I'm crazy but you're sick too Even after everything we been through Thought I was the one with all the issues And every time I leave, it's too long And every time I leave, it's all wrong (you know) I hate the way, the way I always miss you (ayy) (I hate the way, the way I always miss you) yeah Made a promise to myself, a promise I should stick to Talkin' to myself, I said I promised I would quit you I've been tryna let go but it's powerful, it grips you First you think you got control until I see you, can't resist you Know I got my issues, some I won't admit to No-one's got the answers, everybody wants to fix you Got this Magic 8-Ball, but I ain't got no crystal Just don't fall in Courtney Love And don't go Cobain with no pistol (no pistol) It don't take a psychic or a scientist to know that Then why the f- the minute I see you, I always go back? The definition of insanity is... yeah, I know that I had a hundred chances to move on, I always... I always blow that, yeah I can't seem to find out what's the issue See your face on my Explore and then I miss you Yeah, I said I was finished f- ing wit' you I said I hate the fucking way I always... I hate the way, the way I always miss you (miss you) Yeah, I know I'm crazy but you're sick too Even after everything we been through Thought I was the one with all the issues And every time I leave, it's too long And every time I leave, it's all wrong I hate the way, the way I always miss you (yeah) (I hate the way, the way I always miss you) ayy, yeah (yeah-yeah) Lie to myself every time I say that I'm done with you Every day without you passes slower than one wit' you Two days pass, it's feelin' like a week, this shit is stressful I swear, all these helpin' hands ain't even helpful Wishing I was closer to you, wish you wasn't distant Wishing I was wit' you, still wish this shit was different Wishing we could travel back in time and we could switch it All this pain, wishin' it was something that could fix it Medicate myself, different substances, I mix it Set my limits, try to draw the line and then she sniffs it Never lied, I give you my word and then you twist it Fights outside the club, I think the paparazzi... Think the paparazzi flicked it, yeah Still can't seem to find out what's the issue Hate the way you talkin' when you with your friends too, yeah They don't know about the shit we've been through I said I hate the fucking way I always... I hate the way, the way I always miss you (miss you) Yeah, I know I'm crazy but you're sick too Even after everything we been through Thought I was the one with all the issues And every time I leave, it's too long And every time I leave, it's all wrong I hate the way, the way I always miss you (I hate the way, the way I always miss you) I hate the way, the way I always miss you I hate the way, the way I always miss you I hate the way, the way I always miss you I hate the way, the way I always miss you

If love endured that ancient cross How precious is my Savior's blood The beauty of heaven wrapped in my shame The image of love upon death's frame If having my heart was worth the pain What joy could You see beyond the grave If love found my soul worth dying for How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace If heaven now owns that vacant tomb How great is the hope that lives in You? The passion that tore through hell like a rose The promise that rolled back death and its stone If freedom is worth the life You raised (oh) Where is my sin, where is my shame? (Oh, Jesus) If love paid it all to have my heart How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder (come on, you sing) of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace (oh, when I see that cross) When I see that cross, I see freedom (come on) When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace (when I see that cross) When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder (come on) of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace

Do I attract you? Do I repulse you with my queasy smile? Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty? Do I like what you like? I could be wholesome, I could be loathsome Guess I'm a little bit shy Why don't you like me? Don't you like me Without making me try? I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad So I tried a little Freddie I've gone identity mad (Mad, mad, mad!) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! How can I help, how can I help How can I help what you think? Hello my baby, hello my baby Putting my life on the brink Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? Why don't you like yourself? Should I bend over? Should I look older To be put on your shelf? I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad, yeah So I tried a little Freddie I've gone identity mad! (Mad, mad, mad!) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky Could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! Alright Grace Kelly Here we go I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, I could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? (Why?) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky Could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! (Oh, yeah) (Why don't you walk out that door) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Grace, Grace, Grace) walk out the door! (Grace, Grace Kelly)

Another head hangs lowly Child is slowly taken And the violence causes silence Who are we mistaken? But you see, it's not me It's not my family In your head, in your head, they are fighting With their tanks, and their bombs And their bombs, and their drones In your head, in your head, they are crying What's in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh Another mother's breakin' Heart is takin' over When the violence causes silence We must be mistaken It's the same old theme In two thousand eighteen In your head, in your head, they're still fightin' With their tanks, and their bombs And their guns, and their drones In your head, in your head, they are dyin' What's in...