Charlie Bartlett by Regular Nate Lyrics
[Hook:]
They done got me started
Got me feeling Charlie Bartlett
Tell me where ya heart is
I'm feeling like Charlie Bartlett
You wanna talk about it, huh?
Put ya money where ya mouth is huh
I'm feeling like Charlie Bartlett
I'm feeling like Charlie Bartlett
[verse 1]
Can't finesse a finesser
Tryna get my Efron(F on) Vanessa
We can fucking talk in the stalls and shit
Wait, we don't even fuck we just talk and shit
Nah I'm just talking shit, look I busted her guts
I look in her eyes there no love it's just lust
Everybody else look at me like I'm the shit
But everyday I be feeling like Kip;
Suicidal, and ain't shit, you know?
I'm dying for y'all to see my visuals
And everyday I just wait for the sunset
And when I'm down hold me down cause they love that
I don't want that Prozac the doctor prescribed
I just wanna feel alive I don't wanna get high
I got dreams of being loved and hated on
But I don't wanna be gone for y'all to sing my songs
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Wishing I was Ferris Bueller, Wishing I was cooler
And everything went my way with no maneuvers
I'm tryna bag a bitch with some baggage
Story telling while I stretch her elastic
How many fucks I give about a hater? Hector from Holes
I want y'all to tweet a picture of me and hashtag goals
Some times I wanna know, I don't really wanna know
If you genuinely fuck with me though
Or is it just for the night
Cause it feels right to have someone else up inside you
I like but I don't wanna like you
And I'ma just hope it's for the night too
I'm butterfinger with the feelings or I can randy moss it
Because i know it's costly
If I get the wrong impression
Let's talk; Should I stay? or Should I get to stepping?
[Hook]
They done got me started
Got me feeling Charlie Bartlett
Tell me where ya heart is
I'm feeling like Charlie Bartlett
You wanna talk about it, huh?
Put ya money where ya mouth is huh
I'm feeling like Charlie Bartlett
I'm feeling like Charlie Bartlett
[verse 1]
Can't finesse a finesser
Tryna get my Efron(F on) Vanessa
We can fucking talk in the stalls and shit
Wait, we don't even fuck we just talk and shit
Nah I'm just talking shit, look I busted her guts
I look in her eyes there no love it's just lust
Everybody else look at me like I'm the shit
But everyday I be feeling like Kip;
Suicidal, and ain't shit, you know?
I'm dying for y'all to see my visuals
And everyday I just wait for the sunset
And when I'm down hold me down cause they love that
I don't want that Prozac the doctor prescribed
I just wanna feel alive I don't wanna get high
I got dreams of being loved and hated on
But I don't wanna be gone for y'all to sing my songs
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Wishing I was Ferris Bueller, Wishing I was cooler
And everything went my way with no maneuvers
I'm tryna bag a bitch with some baggage
Story telling while I stretch her elastic
How many fucks I give about a hater? Hector from Holes
I want y'all to tweet a picture of me and hashtag goals
Some times I wanna know, I don't really wanna know
If you genuinely fuck with me though
Or is it just for the night
Cause it feels right to have someone else up inside you
I like but I don't wanna like you
And I'ma just hope it's for the night too
I'm butterfinger with the feelings or I can randy moss it
Because i know it's costly
If I get the wrong impression
Let's talk; Should I stay? or Should I get to stepping?
[Hook]