Bahamas

It's overrated, or complicated
I can't decide which one makes sense
I ran away, I'm on vacation
Or maybe I'm just on the fence

I think I'm better off dead
Forget what I just said, I must've hit my head
I must just miss my bed, yeah I just miss my bed
I think I miss my bed

But we're taking care of business
I don't know the difference
From the life I'm living and the money and fame
I don't ever wanna
Worry about my mama
House in the Bahamas, I think that'd be okay
(Instrumental)

The stories that we don't tell
Each night a different hotel
Or maybe just a quiet parking lot
It ain't prestige and glamor
But baby we're enamored
This li-li-life's the only one we got

My best friend just got hitched
A party that I missed
Because of my own shit
It's like this everyday
I'm always states away
We're always states away

But we're taking care of business
I don't know the difference
From the life I'm living and the money and fame
I don't ever wanna
Worry about my mama
House in the Bahamas
I think that'd be okay
Yeah I think that'd be okay

I don't know how I'm supposed to hold up
Or how to cope with getting older
Is time just fast or am I slower?
Maybe both
I don't know how I'm supposed to hold up
Or how to cope with getting older
Is time just fast or am I slower?
Oh, maybe both

(And that's why we are)
Taking care of business
I don't know the difference
From the life I'm living and the money and fame
I don't ever wanna
Worry about my mama
House in the Bahamas
I think that'd be okay
Yeah I think that'd be okay
(Instrumental)