Fickle Friends - San Francisco

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

Written by:
CHRISTOPHER THOMAS HALL, JACK WILSON, JACK TREBOR HERRINGTON, NATASSJA LUCY ELLEN SHINER, SAMUEL JAMES MORRIS

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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