Call Mom (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Arsenio Archer/Olivia O'Brien/Ryan Gray Hawken/Drew MacDonald/Jesse Saint John

Composed by：Arsenio Archer/Olivia O'Brien/Ryan Gray Hawken/Drew MacDonald/Jesse Saint John

I'm sad in my Porsche I was happy in my Honda

I just can't afford to be rich any longer

'Cause I got so bored of the stuff I was fond of

I'm cryin' backstage but I'm playin' the Fonda

Hollywood hills but got hollywood friends

There for the party but not when it ends

Hollywood dreams but I'm still just a kid

And I would give anything to feel that again

I'm too young to feel like my life's already over

The past's so far gone and the future's much closer

I'd trade all this freedom for the weight off my shoulders

I would yeah I would

Mama can you pick me up

I wanna come home I hate this grownup stuff

Mama I wanna come home

Hi honey it's me um

You haven't responded to any of my texts that

I've been sending you so I hope everything's okay

Um I was just calling to see

Hey mom I promise that everything's fine

Still doin' the same s**t just wastin' my time

Don't believe everything you see online

Your little girl's heartbroke but she's still alive

I'm too young to feel like my life's already over

The past's so far gone and the future's much closer

I'd trade all this freedom for the weight off my shoulders

I would yeah I would

Mama can you pick me up

I wanna come home I hate this grownup stuff

Mama I wanna come home

Can I can I can I go back

Can I can I come back back back

Can I can I go back

Can I can I come back back back

Can I come back back back back

Can I can I come back

Can I come back back back back back

Can I can I come back

Can I can I come back back back back home

Mmmmmm

Can I can I come back home mmm

And I can't wait to see you talk to you soon bye-bye