I'd rather be alone in my bed
Alone in my head
Alone by myself because I know I'm a mess
Everyone is strange!
I'm hiding my name 'cause I'm to afraid of the things I might say!
Me, oh, my!
I must've been high
Got blood on my suit 'cause I hit that guy, late last night in NYC
Out tryna find the American Dream!
Oh, yeah!
Kanye's in my head
Rock n Roll is Dead
Just like Mama said I'm not good at making friends
There I go again, should've kept my ass in bed
Just like Mama said I'm not good at making friends
Why was there a dress on my floor?
A hole in my door?
Somebody stole my favorite pair of Tom Ford's
My soul is stained, I'm wicked and shamed
I'm a plane going down in a hurricane
Me, oh, my!
I must've been high
Got blood on my suit 'cause I hit that guy, late last night in NYC
Out tryna find the American Dream!
Oh, yeah!
Kanye's in my head
Rock n Roll is Dead!
Just like Mama said, I'm not good at making friends!
There I go again, should've kept my ass in bed
Just like Mama said, I'm not good at making friends!
I live my life inside a video
I'll never be the real DiCaprio
I've got a side that no one
Knows, knows, knows!
I live my life inside a video
I'm in the back, but there's no funeral
I've got a side that no one
Knows, knows, knows!
Kanye's in my head
Rock n Roll is Dead
Just like Mama said, I'm not good at making friends!
There I go again, should've kept my ass in bed
Just like Mama said, I'm not at making friends!
Kanye's in my head
Rock n Roll is Dead
Just like Mama said, I'm not good at making friends!
