CHAOS

Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Not tryna run, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Ah

He sent a message to my phone, he said: I'm in the lonely places
And we all go crazy in various ways
And if I told you any different, I'd be lying in Spain
So just get over yourself and get the gun out, oh, my fate

I've been doing it alone and I've been dying in self
'Cause at the top it gets lonely and success is hell
And I'm craving something beautiful and hard to define
But I don't think I should be here with you tonight

He sent a message to my phone, I think it saved my life
But I throw it all away for one more empty high
Something terrible and wicked is growing inside
And I don't think I should be here with you tonight

Rockstar