paroles de chanson Watch What Happens Next [Live] - Waterparks

(Help me out)
I wanna be a millionare before I'm 30
But saying that out loud is (what) probably gonna hurt me
Got nothing from our lable
Bitch you pay me what you own me
And if you play guitar you can't want things
And if you really want me you should want the best for me (Jump, Jump)
Everyone is sad when
When bands break up
Well guess guess guess guess what (what?)
They're defeated as fuck
Shamed out of money
By their own culture
Nice to fucking meet you
Let's get a little see-through
Watch what happens next, yeah yeah
I like cool shirts, I like cold rings
I want a big house, I want nice things
I want jetpacks for all my friends
I want a big house, I want nice things (Jump)
You don't love me the same
It's such a fucking shame
I don't deserve as much
As all your pop faves
You wanna hear my art
But only on your terms (what's good?)
So learn these fucking words
I like cool shirts, I like cold rings
I want a big house, I want nice things (Birmingham c'mon)
I want jetpacks for all my friends
I want a big house, I want nice things
I don't think people realise how they're fucking us up
I put autotune on "Worst" and caught all their disgust
People can do whatever it wants
Like make country songs and hit number one
And that's fucking awsome
We could never do that
All the fans that like us need an easy fucking format
They would boo that
They'd abuse that
It's a cultural hold-back
I like cool shirts, I like cold rings
I want a big house, I want nice things
I want jetpacks for all my friends
I want a big house, I want nice things (Jump)
You don't love me the same
It's such a fucking shame
I don't deserve as much
As all your pop faves
You wanna hear my art
But only on your terms (what's up?)
So learn these fucking words
Let me get this straight, you want a say
In how well I live, if my life's okay
Do I get a car? Hope it's not too nice
Tell me everything you're comfortable with and I'll comply
Can I pay rent? (Sure, not much else)
Can I try new sounds? (Go fuck yourself)
Tell me what I get, tell me what I earn
Tell me all the things you want and I will give up me for you
(When this part comes back in, I need every person in this room up)
(Let's fucking go)
(As all your pop faves) (Jump!)
You wanna hear my art
But only on your terms
(So learn these fucking words)
You don't love me the same
It's such a fucking shame
I'll never be enough
Until it's too late
You wanna hear my art
But only on your terms
So learn these fucking words
I like cool shirts, I like cold rings
I want a big house, I want nice things (Birmingham c'mon!)
I want jetpacks for all my friends
I want a big house, I want nice things