The City - Grace VanderWaal

Go through the day

But I’ll be checking on my phone

To see if you called

You didn’t call

One of the boys

I’ll be chill, I’ll keep my cool

But don’t play me for the fool

Don’t be so cruel

'Cause I can fake it that I’m happy

But this time you can see

You try to make a good memory

'Cause you like my jealousy

But you’re

Out in the city

When you should be here with me

I know I might be boring

But I’m not one for pity

Have a ball

At the Whitney with your friends

All so pretty

I know I’m being dramatic

So I’ll go and wish you

Have fun in the city, oh, oh, oh

Have fun in the city, oh, oh, oh

(Ah, ah, ah)

Time passes slow

And I’ve called everyone I know

But the more that people come over

I realize I’m getting worse than I was alone

Close down my phone

I’ve been on it so much my eyes hurt

And the outside is getting darker

I’m tired and it’s getting harder and harder to

Fake it that I’m truly happy (Happy)

And all my friends can see (See)

You try to make a good memory (Memory)

But that’s hard when it’s not with me

'Cause you’re

Out in the city

When you should be here with me

I know I might be boring

But I’m not one for pity

So have a ball

At the Whitney with your friends

All so pretty

I know I’m being dramatic

So I’ll go and wish you

Have fun in the city, oh, oh, oh

Have fun in the city, oh, oh, oh

Have fun in the city, oh, oh, oh

Have fun in the city, oh, oh, oh

Have fun

Go and have fun

Have fun

Oh, oh, oh

Have fun

Have fun

Have fun