Take it down a notch
Cuz you're talking way too much
It's not a secret that you love yourself too much
But not enough
Don't come to me when it gets tough
I've been told that I should know
Much better and behave a little more like you
That's probably the last thing I would do.
Get on that high horse make me proud
And I will promise not to tell anyone whatever you've become
I'll just go oh-la-lala
Ca'nt you see the rules are changing
Try and hide before the men in suits comes knocking
Cuz they don't approve when we go oh-la-lala
1, 2, 3 make me your enemy
But don't ever pretend that I didn't know you well
It wasn't hell but we might meet there in the end
I've been told that I should know
Much better and behave a little more like you
That's probably the last thing I would do.
Get on that high horse make me proud
And I will promise not to tell anyone whatever you've become
I'll just go oh-la-lala
Ca'nt you see the rules are changing
Try and hide before the men in suits comes knocking
Cuz they don't approve when we go oh-la-lala