Lyrics Can We Pretend That I'm Famous? - CYRUS

Can We Pretend That I'm Famous?

I woke up, guess you won’t see
A version of this world without me
But, if I have to go then, I’ll be
Perfectly fine, and you would be fine too
Just a nobody from the north
Just someone that had to find their way
In a world with things in the way
In a world where nothing goes our way
I guess this is the part I’m supposed to figure out
I guess this where I’m supposed to own up to all my mistakes and then apologize
and do what people think I should
Then tell you how I’m doing good
But, let’s be honest with ourselves
I wouldn’t fucking be her if I listened to the doubt
I wouldn’t fucking b here if I listened to you now
And so I sure as shit don’t plan on starting
They said I changed and I’m a bad friend, yeah
I just think I made the wrong friends, yeah
I just think you had potential, only difference is I used mine, and you just
never cashed in, yeah
I overthink and that’s my biggest issue (biggest issue)
You never think and that’s your biggest issue (biggest issue), yeah
And I don’t think I’ll ever be, big as I would like to be, but can I ask you
one thing?
Can we pretend that I’m famous?
Can we pretend that I’m more successful than I really am?
That’d be amazing, that’d be
So sweet
Yeah, if we could play make believe
I was going through shit, bunch of drama, yeah
I done said a lot of things, yeah, I got it
I done did some stupid shit, yeah, whatever, guess that God just had to balance
out my fucking brilliance
And it isn’t like I’ve always been good at this
If we’re being honest, man, I shouldn’t be good at this
I just have this tendency to hug every precipice and to take a leap of faith
before I check for a parachute
And I swear I only do things sometimes, ‘cause I told you I was doing things
Sometimes, I just have to take a good thing
Then find a way to turn that thing into a bad thing, yeah
But, that’s my life, that’s how I live it
Feel like Kid Cudi on his second lunar mission
Feel like Mr. West back when he was a little twisted and not just another
rapper with a couple screws missing
I’ve been trying to figure out just who the hell I am
Am I that rapper, or that singer, I can’t even tell
I swear I only finish songs because I say I will
‘Cause if I did that shit for me, you’d never hear a thing
And I would rather bomb at stand-up, than to blow up now
Or never get a single callback on a single cell
I’d rather be a fucking failure, than to win and still be sad
'Cause I’m tired of doing things just ‘cause I can, yeah
They said I changed and I’m a bad friend, yeah
I just think I made the wrong friends, yeah
I just think you had potential, only difference is I used mine, and you just
never did shit, yeah
I overthink and that’s my biggest issue (biggest issue)
You never think and that’s your biggest issue (biggest issue), yeah
And I don’t think I’ll ever be, big as I would like to be, but can I ask you
one thing, can we pretend?
That I’m.
I’m famous, I’m famous, alright
Can we play make believe
Say I’m famous, I’m famous, alright