Met Gala Lyrics

I wanna be with

Your soul on a highway

Faces on billboards

Your looking at mine

I wanna be your

Your strawberry secret

Your head on my shoulder

Breathing in time

Obvious secret

Your roommate can see it

She starts to notice

Crossing the line

Still wanna be your

Yours if you mean it

Your head on my shoulder

Breathing in time

Yeah we could talk about celebrity clothes

You know it's more of the same thing

Because it's all black and white

Picture perfect suit and tie and

I think we got it right

You got me over my head

We're on to something that the

Public figures just don't get

You're staying over again

We're nothing famous but

I think I like us better than the

Couples on the tv set

Metropolitan dinner

All the saints and the sinners

They'll never notice

They'll never try

But you'll always remember

Dressing up for the weather

Your head on my shoulder

Twelfth of July

Yeah we could talk about reality shows

I'm sick of all of the same thing

Because it's all black and white

Picture perfect suit and tie and

I think we got it right

You got me over my head

We're on to something that the

Public figures just don't get

You're staying over again

We're nothing famous but

I think I like us better than the

Couples on the tv set

Don't wanna watch it now

Don't really care about

The same thing

Don't wanna wonder how

Don't wanna talk about

The same thing

Same thing

Because it's all black and white

Picture perfect suit and tie and

I think we got it

Know we got it

Yeah it's all black and white

Picture perfect suit and tie and

I think we got it right

You got me over my head

We're on to something that the

Public figures just don't get

You're staying over again

We're nothing famous but

I think I like us better than the

Couples on the tv set