Somewhere inside of New York City
Somewhere in Brooklyn getting stoned
Somewhere inside I know you're guilty girl
You used to call my place your home
Je ne sais pas ce qui est arrivé aux person que nous étions avant
Through it all you got the best of me
You got, nothing left to devour, but your ego
Been a mess since the last train took off
Ça va on pleure et on danse un peu
Through it all you got the best of me
You got, nothing left to devour, but your ego
Been a mess since the last train took off
Ça va on pleure et on danse un peu
Somewhere inside of Sacramento
When days like this would come and go
Somewhere inside I know you're guilty girl
This mess you left became my throne
Je ne sais pas ce qui est arrivé aux person que nous étions avant
Through it all you got the best of me
You got, nothing left to devour, but your ego
Been a mess since the last train took off
Ça va on pleure et on danse un peu
Through it all you got the best of me
You got, nothing left to devour, but your ego
Been a mess since the last train took off
Ça va on pleure et on danse un peu
And now we just mix up
Developing pictures
Of places we been to
And now we just think of
The people that miss us
The best of a bad thing
And now we just mix up
Developing pictures
Of places we been to
And now we just think of
The people that miss us
The best of a bad thing
Through it all you got the best of me
You got, nothing left to devour, but your ego
Been a mess since the last train took off
Ça va on pleure et on danse un peu
Through it all you got the best of me
You got, nothing left to devour, but your ego
Been a mess since the last train took off
Ça va on pleure et on danse un peu