Real Friends (Ft. Swae Lee) – Camila Cabello – letras

No, I think I’ll stay in tonightSkip the conversations and the « Oh, I’m fines »No, I’m no stranger to surpriseThis paper town has let me down too many timesWhy do I even try? Give me a reason whyI thought that I could trust you, never mindWhy all the switching sides?Where do I draw the line?I guess I’m too naive to read the signsI’m just lookin’ for some real friends (real friends)All they ever do is let me downEvery time I let somebody inThen I find out what they’re all aboutI’m just lookin’ for some real friends (real friends)Wonder where they’re all hidin’ out (hidin’ out)I’m just lookin’ for some real friends (real friends)Gotta get up out of this townOh, ohhOhh, ahTrust slow for a reason (reason)See through the fake pretty easy (yeah)Stayin’ down ’till the world endsGuilt trips on the weekend (hey)I pack more than suits in my suitcasesAll this cash, that’s friendly facesBeen movin’ fast, I’m racin’ (wait)Get up, you’re going places (c’mon)Every day, tryna maintainSame old me, ain’t a damn thing changeReal friends screaming, « Gang, gang, gang »I’m just lookin’ for some real friends (real friends)All they ever do is let me down (oh-no-no)Every time I let somebody in (woah)Then I find out what they’re all about (all about)I’m just lookin’ for some real friends (real friends)Wonder where they’re all hidin’ out (hidin’ out)I’m just lookin’ for some real friends (real friends)Gotta get up out of this townReal friendsOh, ohhLookin’ for some real friendsYeah!I just wanna talk about nothin’With somebody that means something (conversation)Spell the names of all our dreams and demonsFor the times that I don’t understandTell me what’s the point of a moon like thisWhen I’m alone again (yeah yeah yeah)Can I run away to somewhere beautifulWhere nobody knows my name?I’m just lookin’ for some real friendsAll they ever do is let me downAnd I let somebody inBut I find out what they’re all aboutI’m just lookin’ for some real friends (real friends)All they ever do is let me downI’m just lookin’ for some real friends (real friends)Gotta get up out of this town, yeahSpend a fortune with my real friendsGood guess, what we breathe in (oh, ohh)Pop corns with some real friendsKillin’ the scene, yeah (ohh, ah)Hangin’ withwith my real friendsThat I surround myself with (ohh, ah)You have to have my back (ah)Lookin’ like my real friends