The City 歌詞

Go through the day But I'll be checking on my phone To see if you called You didn't call One of the boys I'll be chill, I'll keep my cool But don't play me for the fool Don't be so cruel Cause I can fake it that I'm happy But this time you can see You try to make a good memory Cause you like my jealousy But you're Out in the city When you should be here with me I know I might be boring But I'm not one for pity Have a ball At the Whitney with your friends All so pretty I know I'm being dramatic So I'll go and wish you Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh (Ah, ah, ah) Time passes slow And I've called everyone I know But the more that people come over I realize I'm getting worse than I was alone Close down my phone I've been on it so much my eyes hurt And the outside is getting darker I'm tired and it's getting harder and harder to Fake it that I'm truly happy (Ha-a-ppy) And all my friends can see You try to make a good memory (Memory) But that's hard when it's not with me Cause you're Out in the city When you should be here with me I know I might be boring But I'm not one for pity So have a ball At the Whitney with your friends All so pretty I know I'm being dramatic So I'll go and wish you Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh Have fun Go and have fun Have fu-u-un! Oh, oh, oh Have fun in the Have fun in the Have fu-u-un!