(Yeah!)
(That's a home run!)
(That's a home run!)
I think you're pretty cool
But you turn my head to gravy
All my broken molecules
Are crushed on feeling crazy, it goes
One, two, three, I'm burning up
I wanna rest-in-peace and self-destruct, yeah
OD on a littlecrush
Yeah, I might OD on a littlecrush, yeah
(One), two, three, I'm burning up
I wanna rest-in-peace and self-destruct, yeah
OD on a littlecrush
Yeah (I might OD on a littlecrush, yeah) yeah, yeah, yeah
One, two, three, it's all too much
My minds rewinding a supercut
My psyche ran like Nikes to the pit
To hell with it (yeah, yeah!)
Red-eyed, face down, telling fortunes
My duct-taped mouth, we can force it
Wrapped up in a cloud of distortion
(Think wrong, you might be gone)
One, two, three, I'm burning up
I wanna rest-in-peace and self-destruct, yeah
OD on a littlecrush
Yeah, I might OD on a littlecrush, yeah
(One), two, three, I'm burning up
I wanna rest-in-peace and self-destruct, yeah
OD on a littlecrush
Yeah (I might OD on a littlecrush, yeah) yeah, yeah, yeah
♪
(Yeah!)
Simulate a million conversations we might have until my head erupts
Tryna find a timeline where I hang my contradictions up
Drowning in adrenaline 'til you decide you hate my guts
One day ideal will get too real
And I might OD on a littlecrush, yeah
One, two, three, I'm burning up
I wanna rest-in-peace and self-destruct, yeah
OD on a littlecrush
Yeah, I might OD on a littlecrush, yeah
(One), two, three, I'm burning up
I wanna rest-in-peace and self-destruct, yeah
OD on a littlecrush
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I might OD on a littlecrush, yeah
Yeah, I might OD on a littlecrush