Watsky (george Watsky) - Midnight Heart lyrics

[Mal Devisa:] Well I've made enemies along the ride I'm afraid I could never be satisfied But each way that I turn I face ahead Straight through to your midnight heart Straight through to your midnight heart Now you know your soul is dark Straight through to your midnight heart [Watsky:] You don't know the name of like half of these folks And they'll be sprinting for the exit the minute you're broke A bunch of bobblehead muppets to laugh at your jokes Wipe your a** and come and give your ego a stroke I had to break it to you— sorry buddy it was time you knew Nothing you ever said was funny, man the punchline's you One time for the palm trees and the sunshine Two times for the two-timers being unkind Confined to a small mind, but the fault's mine I always keep on crawling back across the San Andreas faultline I keep on climbing underground to sweat out all my principles in darkness with you in this salt mine Where we're all blind, I should fall back, I know all signs say that I should halt But I golf clap for this false crap But from now on counterfeit s**ers s** on my ball-sack, alright? [Mal Devisa:] Straight through to your midnight heart Straight through to your midnight heart Now you know your soul is dark Straight through to your midnight heart Well I've made enemies along the ride I'm afraid I could never be satisfied But each way that I turn I face ahead I know you know it's way too late now and your soul is dark Yeah motherf**er I see through you to your midnight heart [Watsky:] It's tough to care about stupid bullsh** all of the time So I gotta say I'm glad that's your job and not mine Everybody's got a topic at the top of their mind A choice of how you wanna let your life be defined (is it honeys?) sleeping around is your taste? (Is it money?) are you the paper you chase? (Kinda funny) You said that I've been playing safe If you got the bravest voice say that to my face (is it your career?) pretty sh**ty to hear But I took a difficult look in the mirror, and I checked in the rearview Objects are never what they appear The past tends to look crooked from here The mask— that I put on out of fear, the tracks that I didn't put out The facts that I kept out of my ear The slack that I cut people who didn't deserve it is tragically clear No no no not this year I'm not done changing yet. I'll get these old knees checked I can't bend over for someone I don't respect [Mal Devisa:] Well I've made enemies along the ride I'm afraid I could never be satisfied But each way that I turn, I look ahead