You drive a car that don't make sense
For someone who does nothin', spends and spends
Smile so clean it hurts to see
Tell me, what's underneath
You're a rumor in a nice shirt
A name nobody can confirm
Pretty face, pretty lie
I keep starin', don't know why
Nobody knows where the money's from
Everybody's invited, nobody's important
Smilin' pretty, hollow, hollow
I think I should be scared of you Gatsby
Big house, no noise, nobody home
Yawnin' through your life like you're alone
Even when the room's full, you're the only one in it
I should stop lookin', but I'm still in it
You laughed at the right parts of my story
Like a man who's read the endin' first
Your friends all have the same clean teeth
Same bored eyes, same thirst
Nobody knows where the money's from
Everybody's invited, nobody's important
Smilin' pretty, hollow, hollow
I think I should be scared of you Gatsby
Maybe I just hate that it's easy for you
Maybe that's the whole of it, maybe that's all
But she was standin' right next to you
And now there's nobody there at all
Nobody knows where the money's from
Everybody's invited, nobody's important
Smilin' pretty, hollow, hollow
And she's gone, and you're still smilin' Gatsby
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Source: genie
Romanised by JHnimm
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