The sun had set on my youth
It was never mine to hold
Like love

Florida water, tarot in Paris
You call fake stuff
But aren′t you embarrassed?
You're the fake one
I hope this sage works right

Magazines call me
They want the whole story
But I want to forget the whole story
I'm not the one to ruin your whole life

I hate your fake stuff
I hate your fake shit
I feel dumb
I really liked it
I hate your fake stuff (Fake stuff)

Beachwood Hills
On a monastery
Out my window, I see Mother Mary
They're a good band
I hope you treat them right
Florida water, I pour on L.A
My true love is the city that seems like
Fake stuff, but it makes my heart beat right

I hate your fake stuff (Fake stuff)
I hate your fake shit (Fake shit)
I feel dumb (I feel dumb)
I really liked it (I liked it)

I hate your fake stuff
I hate your fake shit