Can We Pretend That I'm Famous? - CYRUS

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