| You’re tellin' me the world | 
| Does not even spin around? | 
| You’re tryna say the car we’re sittin' in | 
| Don’t belong to gravity? | 
| You keep sayin' I don’t care | 
| 'Cause I won’t join you goin' there | 
| So I go flex like it’s better than that | 
| Both of us human in a way | 
| We’re good and bad within a day | 
| Is there nothin' but to carry on? | 
| We didn’t make it to the moon | 
| It doesn’t matter if it’s true | 
| Down here it’s always me and you | 
| It’s still a Friday afternoon | 
| Don’t have to make it to the moon | 
| Paper planes takin' flight | 
| But don’t you like that mystery? | 
| Fireflies, a thousand lies | 
| How could we miss such a thing? | 
| You keep sayin' I don’t care | 
| 'Cause I won’t join you goin' there | 
| So I go flex like it’s better than that | 
| Both of us human in a way | 
| We’re good and bad within a day | 
| Is there nothin' but to carry on? | 
| We didn’t make it to the moon | 
| It doesn’t matter if it’s true | 
| Down here it’s always me and you | 
| It’s still a Friday afternoon | 
| Don’t have to make it to the moon | 
| We didn’t make it to the moon | 
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh | 
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh | 
| We didn’t make it to the moon (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) | 
| It doesn’t matter if it’s true (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) | 
| Down here it’s always me and you (Oh, oh, oh) | 
| It’s still a Friday afternoon (Oh, oh, oh) | 
| Don’t have to make it to the moon (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) |