There's things that they don't tell you about LA
Turn left on red, and June is grey
And no one remembers your name
Wine bar in Silverlake, you said
Looks like I'm on a date with the prettiest girl in LA
Yeah sure whatever you say
You must think I'm
You must think I'm
You must think I'm pretty, huh
You must think I'm
You must think I'm
You must think I'm pretty stupid
But I'm a nice idea, right? You like how I look
With your architecture books
You talk, you talk, you're so misunderstood
You must think I'm
You must think I'm
You must think I'm pretty, huh
You must think I'm
You must think I'm
You must think I'm pretty stupid
Can you describe me to me?
Can you prove you even see me?
Can you describe me to me?
Can you prove you even see me?
Describe me
Describe me to me do you see me
Describe me