I saw you crying in Malibu
You hid your tears in the sand
You always did have an attitude
You never could understand
That you could have the world in the palm of your hands
And you still would find something to bitch about
Everything can't go according to plan
And that's just something you gotta figure out
So pick your head up, pick your head up
Get it together
Pick your head up, pick your head up
Get it together
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
Ms. Independent, got her daddy's black card
Borrowed the Rover and she's swerving all over the road
C'mon baby, shit, it can't be that hard
Get it together and pull yourself off of the floor
Pick your head up, pick your head up
Get it together
Pick your head up, pick your head up
Get it together
Everything that glitters ain't gold
These roses always have a couple of thorns
How can you expect another door to open
When you're always slamming them closed
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
Everything that glitters ain't gold
These roses always have a couple of thorns
How can you expect another door to open
When you're always slamming them closed
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
Spencer. - Malibu Lyrics
Spencer. - Malibu Lyrics
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I saw you crying in Malibu
You hid your tears in the sand
You always did have an attitude
You never could understand
That you could have the world in the palm of your hands
And you still would find something to bitch about
Everything can't go according to plan
And that's just something you gotta figure out
So pick your head up, pick your head up
Get it together
Pick your head up, pick your head up
Get it together
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
Ms. Independent, got her daddy's black card
Borrowed the Rover and she's swerving all over the road
C'mon baby, shit, it can't be that hard
Get it together and pull yourself off of the floor
Pick your head up, pick your head up
Get it together
Pick your head up, pick your head up
Get it together
Everything that glitters ain't gold
These roses always have a couple of thorns
How can you expect another door to open
When you're always slamming them closed
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
Everything that glitters ain't gold
These roses always have a couple of thorns
How can you expect another door to open
When you're always slamming them closed
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
You hid your tears in the sand
You always did have an attitude
You never could understand
That you could have the world in the palm of your hands
And you still would find something to bitch about
Everything can't go according to plan
And that's just something you gotta figure out
So pick your head up, pick your head up
Get it together
Pick your head up, pick your head up
Get it together
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
Ms. Independent, got her daddy's black card
Borrowed the Rover and she's swerving all over the road
C'mon baby, shit, it can't be that hard
Get it together and pull yourself off of the floor
Pick your head up, pick your head up
Get it together
Pick your head up, pick your head up
Get it together
Everything that glitters ain't gold
These roses always have a couple of thorns
How can you expect another door to open
When you're always slamming them closed
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
Everything that glitters ain't gold
These roses always have a couple of thorns
How can you expect another door to open
When you're always slamming them closed
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
I saw you crying in Malibu
(Boohoo)
Writer: Spencer Schmitt
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