| Gold hair shinin' in the sun in the back of a Cadillac | 
| Ripped jeans pullin' you tight | 
| How Does It Feel by D’Angelo playin' on the radio | 
| Glass cold, gripped in your hand | 
| And a bottle of Cognac | 
| Up late, howlin' at the moon in the heart of Los Angeles | 
| (Oh) Yeah | 
| I wonder who is gonna love you | 
| I wonder who is gonna love you | 
| If it ain’t me | 
| If it ain’t me | 
| If it ain’t me | 
| I wonder who is gonna love you | 
| I fall in love the more you ignore me | 
| Conversation gets stale, conversation gets boring | 
| Missed calls, and unread texts | 
| But none of them are important, none of them are from you | 
| (Oh) Yeah | 
| I wonder who is gonna love you | 
| I wonder who is gonna love you | 
| If it ain’t me | 
| If it ain’t me | 
| If it ain’t me | 
| I wonder who is gonna love you | 
| Tattoos fadin' in the sun in the back of a Cadillac | 
| Up late, high on cocaine in the heart of Los Angeles | 
| And I wonder, and I wonder | 
| Who you’re under | 
| Does he do it like me | 
| He don’t do it like me | 
| (Oh) Yeah | 
| I wonder who is gonna love you | 
| I wonder who is gonna love you | 
| If it ain’t me | 
| If it ain’t me | 
| If it ain’t me | 
| I wonder who is gonna love you | 
| If it ain’t me | 
| In the heart of Los Angeles | 
| My heart is lost, my heart is lost | 
| In the heart of Los Angeles | 
| My heart is lost, my heart is lost | 
| In the heart of Los Angeles | 
| My heart is lost, my heart is lost | 
| In the heart of Los Angeles | 
| My heart is lost, my heart is lost |