Pop

Betty, I won’t make assumptions About why you switched your homeroom, but
I think it’s ‘cause of me Betty, one time I was riding on my skateboard When I passed your house It’s like I couldn’t breathe

And there’s nothing like a mad woman What a shame she went mad No one likes a mad woman You made her like that And you’ll poke that bear ‘til her claws come out

And that’s the thing about illicit affairs And clandestine meetings and longing stares It’s born from just one single glance But it dies and it dies and it dies A million little times

Only twenty minutes to sleep But you dream of some epiphany Just one single glimpse of relief To make some sense of what you’ve seen

Long live the king, you a king, you know it
King already, already, you know it
Top everything, everything, you know it
King already, already, you know it

I want you to know I’m a mirrorball I’ll show you every version of yourself tonight I’ll get you out on the floor Shimmering beautiful And when I break, it’s in a million pieces

I just wanted you to know that this is me trying I just wanted you to know that this is me trying They told me all of my cages were mental So I got wasted like all my potential And my words shoot to kill when I’m mad I have a lot of regrets about that

And they said There goes the last great American dynasty Who knows, if she never showed up, what could’ve been There goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen

I used to think I couldn’t be without you, be without you
Now that you’re gone, I feel happy as hell (KSI, Nathan Dawe, ah)