I know you'll be mad about it
I'll take a ride in a plane paying with dirty money that I don't deserve
I'll leave you without say Sorry and I'll move to art city
And make my dreams come true
I'd rather be with my dream
Because it's glamourous and pretty and young
And Californiano and Americano
You know I want to eat a red velvet cake though I love your foods
If California wants me, be sure, I'm going to leave you
I only like someone who fucks my life, but I think it's a mistake
Because of it, I want it even more
