Old saturdays are perfect in my head

Until i read the lines, not just in between

Had a conversation with andy

Doesn’t everything die

I can’t find a reason to share

Because it wouldn’t be fair

Since i want everything

Since i want everything, yeah

Smoke again (you wanna smoke again?)

Pack the bowl

Smoke again (you wanna smoke again?)

Blunts to roll

When I'm this high, I miss the piano back home

When I'm this high, it’s so cold, hand me my coat

Pretty girls always clenching fingers

Trim your nails, I'm ‘bout to throw up

Silverado! Lot in the back of your trunk

Crap in the back of my mind

No more rainbows since spirits lost their promise

The only rain he give me now is water from the faucet

I remember seeing the lust in your eyes (Lust in your eyes, lust in your)

It only ever came up when we're on cloud nine (On cloud nine, on cloud)

But you kept me in the dark, and it's tearing me apart, oh no

I ask "what's new?", "oh why can't you just tell me the truth?"

Let's get away in the backseat

Let's lock hands, "just relax please"

I can't focus when you're lookin' right at me

Caught doin' ex's in the back of a Zaxby's

Looking at you just made me

Freak out!

Pretty girls always clenching fingers

Trim your nails, I'm ‘bout to throw up

Silverado! Lot in the back of your trunk

Crap in the back of my mind

No more rainbows since spirits lost their promise

The only rain he give me now is water from the faucet

Pretty girls always clenching fingers

Trim your nails, I'm ‘bout to throw up

Silverado! Lot in the back of your trunk

Crap in the back of my mind

No more rainbows since spirits lost their promise

The only rain he give me now is water from the faucet

I gotta get home

I gotta get home

I gotta get home

I gotta get home

How do I get home?

Pretty girls always clenching fingers

Trim your nails, I'm ‘bout to throw up

Silverado! Lot in the back of your trunk

Crap in the back of my mind

No more rainbows since spirits lost their promise

The only rain he give me now is water from the faucet

Put more R and X inside my veins

So's now there’s different versions I can choose

But the sounds outside are getting louder

All the crackles grew into a boom

Watchin’ my feet touch the ground in cursive

Hopin’ Uber’s getting here soon

Wonder if the air does it on purpose

Leave my lungs when you enter the room