Oh Cecilia

Everybody's singing their songs about Singing their songs about Singing their songs about Who? Bitches hold me back, Mitch I'm sick of that kid's shit Here we go, something new Everybody's sick of my bad moods Walk around, mad moods Why you look sad, dude? Who, me? I'm just killing my time 'til I get on the line with Cecilia How I can't wait to feel ya Ain't nothing like your real, real love Same shit I always say Same promises I make When I'm away, you're on hold On hold, on hold Don't even look at other girls Other girls, other girls I blow them off like a shotgun Shotgun, shotgun Oh Cecilia, you're the one The one, the one There I go again with the love songs Same as above songs Sick of that, nothing new, uh Okay, shake it off, man Back to the first plan Think of important views Philippines, bad dreams, girl's screams, misery Angst teens, drag queens hipster scenes Getting blown to smithereens Wait, I can't hesitate 'Cause then I'll start slowly drifting back to cecilia How I can't wait to feel ya Ain't nothing like your real, real love Same things I always say Same promises I make When I'm away, you are on hold On hold, on hold Don't even look at other girls Other girls, other girls I blow them off like a shotgun Shotgun, shotgun Oh Cecilia, you're the one The one, the one One more time, before I leave Put my hands up your dress, and just squeeze Even look at other girls Blow them off like a shotgun Cecilia, you're the one When I'm away, you're on hold On hold, on hold Don't even look at other girls Other girls, other girls I blow them off like a shotgun Shotgun, shotgun Oh Cecilia, you're the one The one, the one