California
This, this music makes me cryIt sounds just like my soul, ohOh I'm not ready to winOh lord cause I don't wanna know what they sayCause I get carried awayCommodifying all the pain
The things they see in me, I cannot see myselfWhen you get bored of me, I'll be back on the shelfAnd when the ocean rises up above the groundBaby I'll drown in...
CaliforniaYou only like me when you think I'm looking sadCaliforniaI didn't think you'd end up treating me so bad
Oh, I, I, ICome Monday, it's a dreamOh, I, I, IBroken my own heart againChasing something beautifulOh, but I don't understand what they sayCause I get carried awayCommodifying all the pain
The things they see in me, I cannot see myselfWhen you get bored of me, I'll be back on the shelfAnd when the ocean rises up above the groundBaby I'll drown in...
CaliforniaYou only like me when you think I'm looking sadCaliforniaI didn't think you'd end up treating me so badCaliforniaYou only like me when you think I'm looking sadCaliforniaI didn't think you'd end up treating me so bad
Oh, I, oh, IOh na, na, na, ne