[Intro]
It's ok if you hate it, I'd understand
Try to let it go but you should–
[Chorus]
Leave me alone in exile, I'll be over here
Least meanwhile everything that I do seems futile
Envious whenever I see you smile
Hard to be happy when others succeed
Narcissistic; what it means to be me
It is what it is so I say "C'est la vie"
But I don't forget if we ever had beef
[Post-Chorus]
I cannot control the way that I am
I'm a sore loser of sorts, I get competitive and
It's ok if you hate it, I'd understand
Try to let it go but you should know that I can't
[Verse 1]
'Stead of getting bitter, I should go get and famous
All the time I waste on an everyday basis
Got the type of talent that can take a kid places
But I am yet to harness it while others start to make it
I get jealous, I'm jealous, what else can I say?
I want it all and I want it today
I get distracted when others get made
I can't help myself out, you should stay far away
[Chorus]
Please leave me alone in exile, I'll be over here
Least meanwhile everything that I do seems futile
Envious whenever I see you smile
Hard to be happy when others succeed
Narcissistic; what it means to be me
It is what it is so I say "C'est la vie"
But I don't forget if we ever had beef
[Post-Chorus]
I cannot control the way that I am
I'm a sore loser of sorts, I get competitive and
It's ok if you hate it, I'd understand
Try to let it go but you should know that I can't
[Verse 2]
Passive-aggressive, a little obsessive
Ask, "Why is it you that the game has accepted?"
Don't get it, I sweat it, I've been losing sleep
Tossin' and turnin' the past couple weeks
It's dreadful, so dreadful, what else can I do?
Complain on the track when I step in the booth
It's one of those days when I can't hear the truth
I guess jealousy stems from wanting to be you
[Chorus]
Please leave me alone in exile, I'll be over here
Least meanwhile everything that I do seems futile
Envious whenever I see you smile
Hard to be happy when others succeed
Narcissistic; what it means to be me
It is what it is so I say "C'est la vie"
But I don't forget if we ever had beef
[Post-Chorus]
I cannot control the way that I am
I'm a sore loser of sorts, I get competitive and
It's ok if you hate it, I'd understand
Try to let it go but you should know that I can't