Cute your car is sports, like is that fast?
I hear you talking over me, like is that smart?
'Cause I've played Wembley Stadium, like is that hard?
Not really really oh really oh

Tell me more about your money, babe, drop them 0s
And while you're at it, drop a name and then bum a smoke
Did someone drop you as a kid or is that coke?
No, really really oh really oh

Listen
Boy
Somebody's gotta say it
It might cut to the core

Got this far, but I'm Joan of Arc
And you're just a guy on a horse
Scan me up and crack a smile, like "Is that plaid?"
And say you're pretty sure that blonde wants you so bad

And your friends are all so famous, like "Is that Brad?"
Not really really oh really oh
I don't envy
Only pity

You'll be lonely
In your fifties
Listen
Boy

Somebody's gotta say it
It might cut to the core
Got this far, but I'm Joan of Arc
And you're just a guy on a horse

And I've tried to be nice, but
I can't keep it in anymore
Got this far, but I'm Joan of Arc
And you're just a guy on a horse

Ah
Somebody
Got this far, but I'm Joan of Arc
And you're just a guy on a horse

Sour in your saddle
I think you wanna start a war
I've got bigger battles
And you're just a guy on a horse

And you're just a guy on a horse