It sound like love

Midtown blues on the way back home

You keep the A/C cranked, keep the windows down

You keep your guard built up to keep your friends around

Keep dreaming I'm gonna wake up

But I still don't do it

Keep saying someday I'll grow up

But I'm still making music

And I'm burning bridges just to light the way

I gotta whole lotta words that I'd like to say

Tryna save the world, without saving grace

Behind this mask I'm losing face

Never really saw art as a platform

But they say good art needs a backbone

Could it be to much, just to bring you up

And make believe that we were back home

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

What a tangle have we made

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

I think I'll stay on holiday

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

What a tangle have we made

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

I think I'll stay on holiday

On holiday

Holiday

Yeah

This ain't a party trick

I won't rap at your birthday, none of that shit

I want love and respect in the worst way

At least let me get my grip, I just want a little bit I can take with me

You can love what you're doing, and still make money

And I promise you ain't get nothing fake from me

Just let me go, just set me free

This shit ain't done, 'Til I say it is

You can play this loud when they lay me down

Hope the fans still love it if they play me out

Hope my mom's still sayin' that I make her proud

I got a weird agenda

Whole bunch of nights that I don't remember

Truth is I ain't been right since the good ol' days

But I don't believe in them good ol' days, like

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

What a tangle have we made

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

I think I'll stay on holiday

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

What a tangle have we made

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

I think I'll stay on holiday

I solemnly swear I am up to no good

You can't fuck with my vibe, I don't think that you should

Yeah

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

What a tangle have we made

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

I think I'll stay on holiday