*** School in Jakarta Lyrics – NIKI
Didn’t you hear Amanda’s moving back to Colorado?
It’s 2013 and the end of my life
Freshman year’s about to plummet just a little harder
But it didn’t ’cause we kissed on that Halloween night
I bleached half my hair when I saw Zoey on your Vespa
It was orange from three percent peroxide thanks to you
I needed a good cry, I headed right to Kendra’s
I hated you and I hoped to God that you knew
Now there’s drama (drama), found a club for that
Where I met ya (met ya), had a heart attack
Yada yada, at the end, yeah we burned
Made a couple U-turns, you were it till you weren’t
*** school in Jakarta, sorta modern Sparta
Had no chance against the teenage suburban armadas
We were a sonata thanks to tight-lipped fathers
Yeah, living under that was hard, but I loved you harder
*** school in Jakarta, an elaborate saga
I still hate you for making me, wish I came out smarter
You love-hate your mother, so do I
Could’ve ended different, then again we went to *** school in Jakarta
Got a group assignment, I’ll be at Val’s place
You don’t text at all and only call when you’re off your face
I’m petty and say, “Call me when you’re not unstable”
I lie and tell you I’ll be getting drunk at Rachel’s
I wasn’t, she doesn’t even drink
But I couldn’t have you sit there and think
That you’re better ’cause you’re older
Are you better now that we’re older?
*** school in Jakarta, sorta modern Sparta
Had no chance against the teenage suburban armadas
We were a sonata thanks to tight-lipped fathers
Yeah, living under that was hard, but I loved you harder
*** school in Jakarta, a comedy-drama
I still hate you for making me, wish I came out smarter
You love-hate your mother, so do I
Could’ve ended different, then again we went to *** school in Jakarta
Natasha’s moving to New York (New York)
Probably sometime in August
And I’m spending the summer in Singapore
I’m so sad I can’t tell you *** anymore
I made friends with Abby this year (this is how I met your mother, oh my God)
We’re moving in in March or so
And although you bring me to tears
I’m glad that we gave it a go
*** school in Jakarta, American summer
Had no chance against the Marxist girl with ***
I was your piñata, she was a star-trotter
Glad she gave it to ya real hard, but I loved you harder
*** school in Jakarta, I won’t but I wanna
Ask you when you talk about, do I ever come up?
Say things to your mama, now we’re through
Could’ve ended different, then again we went to *** school in Jakarta
