Sometimes I'm up, and sometimes I'm dining in hell
But every other night I find myself at taco bell
And f*ck you ??? you mess with my head
And if it wasn't for derivatives, I'd never fall asleep
I bullsh*t my women, I treat them like toys cause
Every town needs a cowboy
And its really not funny, to lose all your money
To pathetic parking tickets or a new 20 sack
And oooooooh its only fashion
Now Brittany sits at home by the phone dropping tears saying, "its only fashion"
But I thought someone had told ya, I'm a casanova
Girl you got your sh*t together so your better than me
So dont, dooooooon't don't lose that passion
So now here I sit, shredded to pieces
I've become who i hated when i was 14
But the world keeps on spinning
The dog keeps on sh*tting
And I think to myslef, "its so much bigger than me"
Ooooooh its only fashion
So dont, dooooon't don't lose that passion. until the day you die