San Francisco - Fickle Friends

I wanna find an apartment in San Francisco

Spend all my money on cigarettes and vintage clothes

You thought I had it too good but life isn’t simple

Like San Francisco

God, the feeling is so nice

No one screwing with my time

I was so numb and it was so dumb

Back in the place that I come from

Someone opened a window and I got out before you knew

I was so numb and I was giving up

I got this glow in the city that I love

I get the feeling that you did not see it coming

And now you’re dreaming alone

'Cause I’m not coming home

I met a boy

Like hanging out on the west coast

Paying for nothing

And always wearing Moschino

It’s the first time that I’ve never felt like a zero

In San Francisco

God, the feeling is so nice

No one screwing with my time

I was so numb and it was so dumb

Back in the place that I come from

Someone opened a window and I got out before you knew

I was so numb and I was giving up

I got this glow in the city that I love

I get the feeling that you did not see it coming

And now you’re dreaming alone

'Cause I’m not coming home

Giving in, giving in to the impulse

And I know and I know we were so close

But somewhere we just grew apart

Giving in, giving in to the impulse

And I know and I know we were so close

But somewhere we just grew apart

I got this glow in the city that I love

I get the feeling that you did not see it coming

And now you’re dreaming alone

'Cause I’m not coming home

I’m gonna find an apartment in San Francisco

Spend all my money on cigarettes and vintage clothes

You thought I had it too good but life isn’t simple

Like San Francisco