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de William Bolton

You ain't going nowhere, you ain't going nowhere, baby
You ain't going nowhere, you ain't going nowhere

Says she wanna be a star, well, that'd be hard
When all she do is talk her shit from her backyard
And I can't even tell you why, she just sits and cries
For a small-town girl, she got a lot of pride
Want me to be sorry, babe, well, I'm not sorry, babe
Love to play the victim, but you're the one to blame
And I try to help her, she won't let me help her
So when she text me late at night, I don't know what to say

She love to fantasize about this perfect life
Where she could get a fresh start (fresh start, start)
Well, here's my best advice, stop wasting all your time
You're breaking your own heart

Don't cry
Screamin' that it's no fair, no fair
Don't lie
Baby, you ain't going nowhere, nowhere
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Baby, you ain't going nowhere, nowhere
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, oh-whoa

Think that she should get a job, move out of mom's
At best she's playing dress-up, not a model, that's just her facade
And I think she jealous, nah, I know she jealous
When girls give me attention, she start acting helpless

She love to fantasize about this perfect life
Where she could get a fresh start (fresh start, start)
Well, here's my best advice, stop wasting all your time
You're breaking your own heart

Don't cry
Screamin' that it's no fair, no fair
Don't lie
Baby, you ain't going nowhere, nowhere
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Baby, you ain't going nowhere, nowhere
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, oh-whoa

Want me to be sorry, babe, well, I'm not sorry, babe
'Cause you do it to yourself, and you're the one to blame
So when you realize, I won't be surprised
When you act like we were close, nah, bitch

Don't cry
Screamin' that it's no fair, no fair
Don't lie
Baby, you ain't going nowhere, nowhere
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Baby, you ain't going nowhere, nowhere
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Baby, you ain't going nowhere, nowhere

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