Doesn't make any sense to you When I do everything you tell me not to do When you turn the corner you built for me You can bet it's way too good to be true So you say, you can see through the cracks of my pain There's a satellite image like a map of my brain, my brain Too many voices telling the ones that need to be I, I must turn it down, turn it down Turn it down, turn it down Everyone's gonna get their chance So there's no need to feel lost Storm the crowd, turn me off, turn me off Turn me off, turn me off You best be believing, best be believing Best be believing, best be believing Nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah You best be believing, best be believing Best be believing, best be believing Nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah You pray I'll stay in the sun But that's not what I'm made of That's not what I'm made of Now you say, I'm not sweet enough to talk But I still got sugar, I still got sugar I still got sugar, I still got sugar You best be believing, best be believing Best be believing, best be believing Nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah You best be believing, best be believing Best be believing, best be believing Nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah [x2] Best be, best be believing [x8]