Too Poor To Live In LA

(альбом: Black Coffee - 2020)

The sad goodbyes
And the cheap hellos
Feel like a lie
When I'm alone
And I saw my soul
Sitting on your couch
And I'm only home
At my mother's house

Maybe I'm just too poor to live in LA
There's no angels here like they say
I lost some dreams and love always ends
And now I'm at a party with my fake ass friends
And maybe I'm just too poor to live in LA
So why do I stay?

You can whore me out
Like I'm free
And I'll take a bow
When you're done with me
And now you're gonna act like my biggest fan
And you wanna be a part of it if you can
But where the fuck were you when I was nobody
And there was nothing I could do that would make you money
Isn't that funny?

Maybe I'm just too poor to live in LA
There's no angels here like they say
I lost some dreams and love always ends
And now I'm at a party with my fake ass friends
And maybe I'm just too poor to live in LA
So why do I stay?
Why do I stay, why do I stay?
When it's killing me
Why do I stay, why do I stay?
In LA
In LA

Maybe I'm just too poor to live in LA
There's no angels here like they say
I lost some dreams and love always ends
And now I'm at a party with my fake ass friends
And maybe I'm just too poor to live in LA
So why do I stay?