la - ballerini album version

I've got a love and hate relationship with L.A.
 Off the plane, paint my face in the car, park my heart at the valet
 I watch the sun sink down over Santa Monica Boulevard
 When I'm lonely and I'm missin' home
 But other times, I feel like my blood is runnin' Cali
 I've got some famous friends that I could call
 But I don't know if I'm cool enough
 And what's worse than spendin' time alone
 Is one of them not pickin' up
 It's hard to grow and time to go
 But some days I wanna stay
 I got a love and hate relationship with L.A.
 I wonder if I'll get invited to the party
 (I wonder if I'll get invited to the party)
 Yeah and if I do, will I go?
 If I go, will I know somebody? (Will I even know somebody?)
 I'm on my third glass of wine tryna find conversation
 In a room with bigger names
 But other days I'm lookin' up the real estate
 Confetti's fallin', friends are callin'
 But which part is reality?
 And if I let down my hair in the ocean air
 Will Tennessee be mad at me?
 Yeah, I know it ain't a one-way road
 But sometimes it feels that way
 I got a love and hate relationship with L.A.
 Yeah, ooh
 Yeah, ooh
 Sometimes it feels like it's all real
 But nothin' here is as it seems
 I ask myself, does it feed my soul or my anxiety?
 Carpet's red, ego's fed, but it's myself that I have to face
 That's why I've got a love and hate relationship with L.A.
 Yeah, ooh
 Yeah, ooh