No one gets Post Malone like I do
Like I do
When you're fucked in the club
But the real mess is inside your head
You can't run from your past
You can only play real hard to get
Lookin' for a rabbit hole
That I could go down and get lost in
Find the best corner
And carve out a home in the darkness
Not much of a view
But then, everything's blue
When you don't let the light in
So I'll try something new
And I'll tell you the truth
But you're not gonna like it
No one gets Post Malone like I do
Like I do
When you're fucked in the club
But the real mess is inside your head
You can't run from your past
You can only play real hard to get
Walkin' hand in hand with you in my pocket
And I think you would look so good in my locket
'Cause I heard it, too
The sound of the room that was only for knockin'
And maybe it's too soon
But I think I love you
And I'm not gonna hide it
I said no one gets Post Malone like I do
But you do, too
When you're fucked in the club
But the real mess is inside your head
You can't run from your past
You can only play real hard to get
Yeah, no one gets Post Malone like we do
Like we do
How did I get here?
What did I give?
How am I still here?
And how do I live?
How did I get here?
What did I give?
How am I still here?
And how do I live?
How am I broken and not at the same time?
How am I whole and in parts at the same time?
How did I get here?
What did I give?
Why am I still here?
And how do I live?