Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chicago, artist - Highly Suspect.
Date of issue: 17.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Chicago |
Why am I fucking up so bad? |
What am I even doing? |
When am I ever gonna learn? |
What it is she already knows |
Baby, I met you in downtown Chicago |
But I, I had to drive away the very next day |
So I flew your pretty ass to New York City |
Then I, I left you in L. A |
Was it love? |
Or my fantasy? |
Was it real? |
Or just a dream? |
Remember one night getting too fucked up in the Hamptons at Tom’s |
I fell off his bike and girl, you laughed at me so hard |
Spent a whole week getting drunk on the dunes of Cape Cod, that’s when you met |
my father |
Was it love? |
Or my fantasy? |
Was it real? |
Or just a dream? |
Was it love? |
Or my fantasy? |
'Cause sometimes you get so angry |
And I take it personal |
And I should’ve known |
That you were only hurting |
'Cause life can be uncertain |
When you’re only 19 years old |
So it’s another late night out here in California |
And I’m, I’m burying my pain into somebody else |
And now you’re back at home living with your mama |
Got my first record sitting on your shelf |
Was it love? |
Or my fantasy? |
Was it real? |
Or just a dream? |
Was it love? |
Or my fantasy? |
Was it real? |
Well, baby, I met you in downtown Chicago |
But I had to drive away the next day |
So I flew your pretty ass to New York City |
Then I, I left you in L. A |