NOTTING HILL

I got a chain on my neck
And it say Jazz Punk
I keep it on me and
I treat it like it's spiritual
And when they got their heads out
Thats sad fuck I got motion
I'm sick of feeling pitiful
He ain't on the tour
He only cool in his room
Trynna leave the city
He only cool in the 'burbs
Everything i make
I gotta leave 'em in the dirt But
I wrote this one for you
I hope it hit where it hurts
Cause i want to run anywhere far away
And take away the arms
That hold my head In shame
O-ooh
O-ooh o-ooh
O-ooooh ooh
You know i hate love songs
O-ooh o-ooh
O-ooh o-ooooh ooh
You know
I hate love songs
You know that
I hate love songs
I made this one for you
You know that
I hate love songs
I made this one for you
You know that i hate love songs
I made this one for you
Cause i want to run
Anywhere far away
And take away
The arms that hold my head
In shame
I want to run anywhere far away
And take away your arms
That hold my head in shame