Lyrics
I- I- I- I can't, I can't, I- I- I
I- I- I- I can't, I can't, I- I- I can't
I can't, I- I- I can't, I- I- I- Can't, I can't, I- I
I can't, I can't, I- I- I can't
Counting my teeth in the mirror again
I'm a ten out of ten
I'm a mess, I'm a friend
Got a hole in my pocket where the money goes
And a fucking red stain on my favorite clothes
I'm talking, talking, talking, talking just to fill the air
Cause if I stop moving, then I'm actually there
And I don't wanna be there, I don't wanna be real
I just wanna be a shape that you're allowed to feel
Don't look at me, I'm fucking glowing
I'm a fever dream and I'm overflowing
Sweet on the tongue, but I'm bitter in the chest
I'm a fucking gold medal for a silver medal medal
G-g-g-gold G-g-g-gold
I'm high gloss, low stamina, not fading out
I'm the only fucking thing that I'm thinking about
I'm high gloss, low stamina, fading out
I'm the only fucking thing that I'm thinking about
Hands in my hair, I'm a nervous wreck
Got a cheap ass chain hanging off of my neck
I'm a masterpiece, baby put me under the light
Then smash me on the floor for the rest of the night
I'm so fucking bored of the how do you do
I'm a thousand miles away when I'm looking at you
G-g-g-give me something loud, g-g-give me something fast
Before I fucking shatter like a sheet of glass
Don't look at me, I'm fucking glowing
I'm a fever dream and I'm overflowing
Sweet on the tongue, but I'm bitter in the chest
I'm a fucking gold medal for a silver medal mess
I'm high gloss, low stamina, fading out
I'm the only fucking thing that I'm thinking about
I'm high gloss, low stamina, fading out
I'm the only fucking thing that I'm thinking about
Static in my eyes, yeah I'm seeing the spots
Connecting all the fucking imaginary dots
I'm a pretty little ghost in a neon hall
Waiting for the ceiling or the sky to fall
Don't look at the cracks, just look at the shine
I'm fucking losing it, but I'm doing it fine
I'm a threeam panic in a cherry red coupe
With a fucking heavy secret sitting in my throat
Keep it fast, keep it low, keep it sweet
Before I fucking disappear into the street
I'm fucking fine
I'm fucking fine
High gloss
High gloss
High gloss
High gloss
High gloss
High gloss
High gloss
High, high, high
High gloss
High gloss
High gloss
High gloss