Lirik Lagu HIGH SCHOOL IN JAKARTA
Didn't you hear Amanda's movin' back to Colorado?
It's 2013 and the end of my lifeFreshman's year's about to plummet just a little harderBut it didn't 'cause we kissed on that Halloween nightI bleached half my hair when I saw Zoe on your VespaIt was orange from three percent peroxide, thanks to youI needed a good cry, I headed right to Kendra'sI hated you and I hoped to God that you knew
Now there's drama (drama), found a club for thatWhere I met ya (met ya), had a heart attackYadda, yadda, at the end, yeah, we burnedMade a couple U-turns, you were it 'til you weren't, mm
High school in Jakarta, sorta modern SpartaHad no chance against the teenage suburban armadasWe were a sonata, thanks to tight-lipped fathersYeah, livin' under that was hard, but I loved you harderHigh school in Jakarta, an elaborate sagaI still hate you for makin' me wish I came out smarterYou love-hate your mother, so do ICould've ended different, then againWe went to high school in Jakarta
Got a group assignment, I'll be at Val's placeYou don't text at all and only call when you're off your faceI'm petty and say, "Call me when you're not unstable"I lie and tell you I'll be getting drunk at Rachel's
I wasn't, she doesn't even drinkBut I couldn't have you sit there and thinkThat you're better 'cause you're olderAre you better now that we're older?
High school in Jakarta, sorta modern SpartaHad no chance against the teenage suburban armadasWe were a sonata, thanks to tight-lipped fathersYeah, livin' under that was hard, but I loved you harderHigh school in Jakarta, a comedy dramaI still hate you for makin' me wish I came out smarterYou love-hate your mother, so do ICould've ended different, then againWe went to high school in Jakarta
Natasha's movin' to New York (New York)Probably sometime in August (ah)And I'm spendin' the summer in Singapore (ah)I'm so sad I can't tell you shit anymoreI made friends with Abby this year (this is how I met your mom) (oh, my God)We're movin' in in March or soAnd although you bring me to tearsI'm glad that we gave it a go
High school in Jakarta, American summerHad no chance against the Marxist girl with marijuanaI was your pinata, she was a star-charterGlad she gave it to you real hard, but I loved you harderHigh school in Jakarta, I won't, but I wannaAsk you when you talk about it, do I ever come up?Say thanks to your mama, now we're throughCould've ended different, then againWe went to high school in Jakarta
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