And you can forget it, forget it

I'm not going to Paris for the hell of it

You think that you love me, what proof do you have?

Oh it's you, but you wish it was true, but you wish it was true, but you wish it was

I don't even know what your name is

I don't even know what your pain is

I don't even know if you're famous, are you famous? ugh

She says I'm smooth like chocolate

Everyone thinks I'm Irish

But all I do is exist

I'm exiting this

I don't care that

I might lose ya

It's a two pound coin its an oyster

I don't care that

It's a party

I'm not having such a good time baby

I don't care that

I didn't chose you

I can't hear it I'm living under water

And you can forget it, forget it

I'm not going to Paris for the hell of it

You think that you love me, what proof do you have?

Oh it's you, but you wish it was true, but you wish it was true, but you wish it was

but you wish it was true, but you wish it was x 4

I don't care that

I might lose ya

I'm already living in the future x 4