Cooler Than Me

If I could write you a song to make you fall in love,
I would already have you up under my arm.
I used up all my tricks; I hope that you like this.
But you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me.

You got designer shades just to hide your face and
You wear ‘em around like you're cooler than me.
And you never say “hey” or remember my name.
And it’s probably cause you think you're cooler than me.

You got your high brow shoes on your feet,
And you wear ‘em around like it ain’t shit.
But you don’t know the way that you look,
When your steps make that much noise.

Shh, see I got you all figured out,
You need everyone's eyes just to feel seen.
Girl, your so vein, you probably think that this song is about you.
Dont you? Dont you?

If I could write you a song to make you fall in love,
I would already have you up under my arm.
I used up all my tricks; I hope that you like this.
But you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me.

You got designer shades just to hide your face and
You wear ‘em around like you're cooler than me.
And you never say “hey” or remember my name.
And it’s probably cause you think you're cooler than me.

You got your high brow switch in your walk
And you don’t even look when you pass by.
But you don’t know the way that you look.
When your steps make that much noise.

See I got you all figured out,
You need everyone's eyes just to feel seen.
Your so vein, you probably think this song is about you.
Dont you? Dont you?

If I could write you a song to make you fall in love,
I would already have you up under my arm.
I used up all my tricks; I hope that you like this.
But you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me.

You got designer shades just to hide your face and
You wear ‘em around like you're cooler than me.
And you never say “hey” or remember my name.
And it’s probably cause you think you're cooler than me.

Now don’t you dare act like you don’t know,
Know what’s up? ‘Cause your nose is up.
I’m approaching up, like I can’t give you winter in the summer
or summer in the winter, Miami in December

Trying to look bored in them Diors, she probably is,
Was acting shallow until she find out how deep that my pockets is.
Mrs. pre-madonna, this is your reminder,
That I think you're fine.

By Mike Posner