PFW (Paris Fashion Week)

I run the show, you the back seat barbie Can't get in, won't take my soul to the party If you saw me I wasn't there just my body Out for the count in the dark lit lobby Fashion week, grey goose and Versace We both in love with the same drunk hottie But she don't love us baby girl, she's not naughty One more bump, it's hard being me It's hard being me It's really so hard being me It's so hard being me So fucked up -mascara down my face The club is breathing The club is breathing We met at Paris Fashion Week But I don't know you You didn't see me It wasn't me, I had on Celine's My t-shirt soaked from all the sweat Your boyfriend hates you He told me But I don't know you So it isn't real It's hard being me It's so hard being me It's hard being me So hard being me We met at Paris Fashion Week One more glass in the hotel lobby Got my room key but my Pradas wobbly Can you carry me to the marble hallway I'ma fashion model with slim thick body Think you'll stick around boy, don't know your name But get to work, tie me up in this bed, I'll twerk On that face all night 'til the lights turn on in the streets Wake up and repeat, it's Fashion Week It's hard being me It's so hard being me So fucked up -mascara down my face The club is breathing The club is breathing We met at Paris Fashion Week But I don't know you You didn't see me It wasn't me, I had on Celine's My t-shirt soaked from all the sweat Your boyfriend hates you He told me But I don't know you So it isn't real We met at Paris Fashion Week It's hard being me It's hard being me It's hard being me So hard being me So hard being me So hard being me So hard being me We met at Paris Fashion Week So hard being me So hard being me (Just so fucking hard to be me) It's hard being me