Hey can you keep your mouth shut
Long enough to put on a mask
I feel peculiar with what I'm about to ask
Can I have your number
So I can give you a call
Usually I like to ponder
But come on it's almost fall
I'd like to think if I had fans
They'd ask me for advice
What do you do when you're tired
Get over it
When you're surrounded by dicks and liars
And you're smoking a bowl of shit
What about when you hit rock bottom
You hit it again and again
Just be upfront and honest
And don't fall in love with lesbians
I really like this weather
Jeans and beanies and cuffed pants
I finally got a car so now I can drive around
With my friends in a van
I wanna go pumpkin picking
I wanna buy some gords
Bring them along
Turn them into bongs
This is what I'm living for
I have the most beautiful set of friends
But even they get tired
Of dealing with my shit
At this point they're just like
Jesus christ get over it
And all the people I admire
Are burning to a crisp
They're burning out
Or they're getting away
But they're not falling in love with lesbians
I'm sorry for being insensitive
I really wish I had a manager
To tell me when to keep a straight face
And when it's ok to laugh
To everyone that I've been speaking to
For the past few months or further back
I'm sorry but that was an imposter
Who was trying to kill me
But don't worry folks I'm back
All you indie kids look the same to me
At least we're an ocean in my mind
But I'm way too young to be tired
When I get home I'll dance
To a song written by my idiot friends
Who decided to form a band
And I'm happy to say that I'm on my way
I'm getting better or I think I am
One day the world will open up
And we can all dance together again