Uh, yeah
Yeah, shit
Okay, ayy

I got holes in my dreams
Deep holes in my pocket
No gas in my tank
No up in my rocket
You know I want to take you there
But none us got profit
Got holes in my dreams
I think I got problems

Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice me?
Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you know?

Got bricks on my feet
All bricks and no basket
No gold on my teeth
My chain is all plastic
You know I want to flex on ten
But I suck at gymnastics
Got bricks on my feet
But I'm feeling fantastic

Did you notice? (Did you?)
Did you notice? (Did you?)
Did you notice? (Notice)
Did you notice me?
Did you notice? (Did you?)
Did you notice? (Did you?)
Did you notice? (Notice)
Did you notice me?

Bitch
Da, da, da, da
Shit

Did you notice?

Don't care what you think
You must be mistaken
No ass in my jeans
I'm still gonna shake it
And it doesn't matter
I'm not of made of plastic
I've got what you need (I've got it)
I'm feeling fantastic

Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice me?
Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you know?

Uh, say
What's it gonna be?
Can you look out for me?
Uh, 'cause I'm here alone
Making best friends with my phone
So what's it gonna be (what's it gonna be?)
Did you ever notice me (did you notice me?)
I'm guessing one day we'll see, yeah
But until then

Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice me?
Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice?

Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice me?
Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice me?

'Cause I'm here alone
Making best friends with my phone

Copyright: Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): Jared Lee, Julia Nixon, Julia Potocnik, Sean Cook