Build me a house where the trees are quiet
On the first pages we, say - is this what you want?
Hide me from the world I know
Wait for me, don't follow me there

Come on, let's run away together
To places where no one will find us
We will look for the truth in the starlight
Our world is lost in phones
Read my eyes or there's no rhythm
I want to fight with you, I want to have a dog with you
Is that enough
Red grass carpet

Build me a house where the trees are quiet
On the first pages we, say - is this what you want?
Hide me from the world I know
Wait for me, don't follow me there
Build me a house where the trees are quiet
On the first pages we, say - is this what you want?
Hide me from the world I know
Wait for me, don't follow me there

I divide everything they tell me by four
I've been nice before, now I'll be honest
I got genes from my dad who was a hustler
I have my mother's heart, which is broken
They want scandals and catchy refrains
And they don't care how many times we do it
I want to fuck you in the sand in Venice
And for our son to make trouble like Dennis
They want headlines, they want to take pictures of us
And record videos of our arguments
I want to record films with you that I can't talk about
I'd rather show you in the kitchen
It doesn't have to be a son, there can be daughters
Let's just do it
I'm stupid again, stupider
I do not know how to say
That I could die for you, baby

Yesterday I saw you in a YSL and beauty ad
You got it YSL and booty
You're the head of the label
When you take steps, you move walls
And even without YSL you are so classy
That I can't look anywhere else
Because of yesterday's fries
After breakfast at Breakfast at Tiffany's
And the question is whether for me...

Build me a house where the trees are quiet
On the first pages we, say - is this what you want?
Hide me from the world I know
Wait for me, don't follow me there
Build me a house where the trees are quiet
On the first pages we, say - is this what you want?
Hide me from the world I know
Wait for me, don't follow me there