| If I could write you a song | 
| And make you fall in love | 
| I would already have you up under my arm. | 
| I used up all of my tricks, | 
| I hope that you like this. | 
| But you probably won’t. | 
| You think you’re cooler than me. | 
| You got designer shades, | 
| Just to hide your face | 
| And you wear them around like you’re cooler than me. | 
| And you never say «Hey» | 
| Or remember my name, | 
| And it’s probably 'cause you think you’re cooler than me. | 
| You got your high brow, | 
| Shoes on your feet, | 
| And you wear them around | 
| Like they ain’t shit. | 
| But you don’t know the way that you look, | 
| When your steps make that much noise. | 
| Shh I got you all figured out, | 
| You need everyone’s eyes just to feel seen. | 
| Behind your make-up nobody knows who you even are | 
| Who do you think that you are? | 
| If I could write you a song | 
| And make you fall in love | 
| I would already have you up under my arm. | 
| I used up all of my tricks, | 
| I hope that you like this. | 
| But you probably won’t. | 
| You think you’re cooler than me. | 
| You got designer shades | 
| Just to hide your face | 
| And you wear them around like you’re cooler than me. | 
| And you never say «Hey» | 
| Or remember my name. | 
| It’s probably 'cause you think you’re cooler than me. | 
| You got your high brow, | 
| Switch in your walk, | 
| And you don’t even look when you pass by. | 
| But you don’t know the way that you look | 
| When your steps make that much noise. | 
| Shh. | 
| I got you all figured out, | 
| You need everyone’s eyes just to feel seen. | 
| Behind your make-up nobody knows who you even are | 
| Who do you think that you are? | 
| 'Cause it sure seems ('cause it sure seems) | 
| You got no doubts (that you got no doubts) | 
| But we all see (we all see) | 
| You got your head in the clouds | 
| If I could write you a song | 
| And make you fall in love | 
| I would already have you up under my arm. | 
| I used up all of my tricks, | 
| I hope that you like this. | 
| But you probably won’t. | 
| You think you’re cooler than me. | 
| You got designer shades, | 
| Just to hide your face | 
| And you wear them around like you’re cooler than me. | 
| And you never say «Hey» | 
| Or remember my name. | 
| It’s probably 'cause you think you’re cooler than me. |