Lyrics:

Yeah, you know I'm so glad that you made me wait
Well, but if I wait one moment more
I'm walking out the window, I'm giving back the keys
Yeah, I got your name in giant letters painted on my ceiling
Banging my head on the floor
Could you still ask for more?
I don't want to go where the money goes
I wouldn't be happy with fame
I want you to love me
Yeah, I want your airbrushed clothes to sell out tonight
Yeah, you could make suicide so easy
Nothing seems so scary, no
Nothing ever hurts when it's cold
Alright, you are my seven precious digits
Dialing you, my stupid heart beats loud as the rings
Don't my words mean a thing?
I don't want to go where the money goes
I wouldn't be happy with fame
I want you to love me