Swiss Bank Account

Being back for a minute is giving me chills
My old friends with their cheap beer and cheap thrills
I forget some people don't mind standing still
Yeah, you know I got out for a reason
Who would guess that I’d call la my home
I’d be like sure thing if you say so
Who would guess that I’d ever get this close
To a curly haired girl from the east coast

And I’m cutting your hair out in the bathroom naked
That tiny little space would get you so frustrated
I talk about the day I’d be able to say I made it
Whatever that means, man I don’t know
Without you, can a king rule without a queen
Too heavy is the crown without you
Tell me why would I ever need a swiss bank account

No, I never liked spending money on myself
But since I met you I’ve been feeling really generous
Yeah, I want to see us in italian
No more cheap beer and cheap thrills
We’re taking sun in, having marguerites in the hills
I just want to give you all that you deserve

And I’m cutting your hair out in the bathroom naked
That tiny little space would drive you so fucking crazy
I talk about the day I’d be able to say I made it
Whatever that means, man I don’t know
Without you, can a king rule without a queen
Too heavy is the crown without you
Tell me why would I ever need a swiss bank account

Without you, can a king rule without a queen
Too heavy is the crown without you
Tell me why would I ever need a swiss bank account