Lorde - Precious Metals lyrics

The Chanel, the Dior and the Prada Take it home, make a fire in the garden Some night kids, so godless One day it’s gonna be not like this Black sand on all our beaches Witchcraft, split lip and a beesting But what I really wanna know is Do I look like a fool? 'Cause I must be a fool To hold on to precious metals like I do Do, do To hold on to precious metals like I do Do, do The Chanel, the Dior, and the Prada Give my best to the ones that are bothered Take a flight trip to Jakarta All the kids at the shows make it louder All of the feelings and all of the tears are going All of the secrets and all of the schemes that don't go my way I wish you would come back, didn’t want to run back Come back, bet you want to come back And I’ll find you Do I look like a fool? 'Cause I must be a fool To hold on to precious metals like I do (ah) Do (ah), do (ah) To hold on to precious metals like I do (ah) Do (ah), do (ah) Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah