Back With My People

What the hell am I doing here This place smells like sadness and beer And I can hear all the shit that you're saying about me Gossiping, whispering like you're the only one near And these monotone beats and the gray clouds above Are really depressing me, this ain't my atmosphere I'd rather be back with my people Back with my crowd Blasting out our music and singing it out loud Instead I'm sitting here with these people I don't know so Forgive my manners but I really gotta go I'd love to stay here longer with your drink in my hand But I really don't belong here, I hope you understand I'm biting my nails with nothing to do Thinking what'd be like to be next to you tonight Don't mind me, it don't mean nothing That I don't wanna stay and hear your laughing About some irrelevant comments about what this girl wore "Oh my god, what a whore" I can't take this anymore I need to get out of here ASAP, better nobody than bad company Baby I'd rather be back with my people Back with my crowd Blasting out our music and singing it out loud Instead I'm sitting here with these people I don't know so Forgive my manners but I really gotta go I'd love to stay here longer with your drink in my hand But I really don't belong here, I hope you understand I'm biting my nails with nothing to do Thinking what'd be like to be next to you tonight I'd rather be back with my people Back with my crowd Blasting out our music and singing it out loud Instead I'm sitting here with these people I don't know so Forgive my manners but I really gotta go I'd love to stay here longer with your drink in my hand But I really don't belong here, I hope you understand I'm biting my nails with nothing to do Thinking what'd be like to be next to you tonight