Lunch with your parents, my jokes weren't landing
Wanna feel broke? You should go to the Hamptons
Surrounded by rows of white houses
I can't afford anything that they sell
Satin and linen and quilted Chanel
Must be easy outside of the city
I thought I'd see more stars out in Montauk
My head is hard but you're so soft
Nursing the wounds I got f*cking around on the rocks
Don't think tomorrow will go how we planned
I see the shadows of clouds on the sand
Watch the waves swell, holed up in the hotel
French bread and butter, fresh fruit from the vine
Rush to my head from the whisky and wine
Must be easy, a life of pure luxury
I thought I'd see more stars out in Montauk
My head is hard but you're so soft
Nursing the wounds I got f*cking around on the rocks
We'll watch the sunrise and if we miss it
I'll be by your side, so what's the difference?
I'm just a fool again, tripped on the feeling
And fell more in love than I thought, than I thought
I thought I'd see more stars out in Montauk
My head is hard but you're so soft
Nursing the wounds I got f*cking around on the rocks
Hold me, tell me I'll never be lonely
I'll love you best if you let me
For rich or for poor
And for sure you're the best thing I've got