(This is the view from dinner)

I′m good friends with Jimmy, he owns this restaurantI don't know his kids names, I drink what I want

Yeah, I speak a bit of French, but I have yet to go

I interned at Vogue ten summers ago, so I should know

Wait, I can′t relate to

Seemingly honest faking

I shall stand crippled

Sipping wine amongst the faces

With friend replacements

Wondering how to shake it

I think we're all more

Horrified than we're saying

Gimme, gimme clothes now

That I can′t afford

Eyelash extensions

In a no-filter world

You should really get on Snapchat

Connect with the kids

Let′s collab, and by collab

I mean you take a picture of you in it

You should go try and be cool

I smell the lies on you, the lies on you (the lies, the lies on you)

'Cause no allies can remove

The shame in you, so shame on you (shame, shame on you)

They could puff you up just a little bit more

So we could pick you out when you′re amongst us all

I needed

Some kind of differentiation to see it

You'd think I′d be upset when you stand in my face

This cocktail hour-talk makes me want to erase my talents

I'm jealous, wish I could be so careless

(Just so you know, "carefree" is more of what I mean, it just doesn′t rhyme)

You should go try and be cool

I smell the lies on you, the lies on you

'Cause no, no allies can remove

The shame in you, so shame on you (shame, shame on you)

Six free bottles and he didn't even tip?

Mmh, bragging ′bout his cars and his wrist

And he left the bathroom puking and shit

Ew, I don′t know who 'bout to clean all of this

Oh, hell no, I gotta go

My boyfriend′s outside now

You're always leaving first, I didn′t wanna fucking curse

But these assholes are working my last nerve

Did you see the bitch with the plastic tits?

She couldn't see over them shits

You think I pay you fucking guys to chirp?

Get back to work

Our waitress definitely hates us

But who cares? That bitch is basic

Like, how do you not have a gluten-free, meat-free and food-free option?

I′ll just have some water