We’re walking down the street under streetlights
It feels like a stage
Where you say your lines and I act entertained
I get it, you’re smart and underwhelmed
Filling in the blanks as ideas are taking their shape
Color in the lines, you mull over your great escape
You’re leaving, you tell me all the time
That the city has lost touch with you
And you’re moving to some place that will keep you amazed
Like Brooklyn, or L.A.
What a unique way to make a really big change.
Oh what a pretty dress you put on when you’re making a scene
All the pretty boys gather ‘round just to hear your critiques
We get it, you're smart and self-aware
Say your little lines but I know that you don’t have a clue
In your perfect world, everyone’s impressed with you
And big plans you pulled right out of the books you read in the seventh grade
Oh how those stories could keep you amazed
About Brooklyn, or L.A.
I can’t believe that you see yourself with a straight face.
Oh, I guess I’m bitter when I see you showing off your new tattoo
Oh I want to be like you
You do the things that I could never do.
You finally reached the promised land
It’s in the letter that you sent
Your new best friend is a dramaturge
Bed-Stuy’s all you could afford
L.A. was just too far away
You couldn’t stomach Silver Lake…
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