Lyrics
Orlando, how are you doing?
In the boredom of the burnout days
Through the clouds of the darts we'd smoke
Somehow, I see your face
Laughing after too many death jokes
Coming home from Peter's
I wasn't happy to be happy, I was
Honestly amazed that you
Could ever feel the way, the way I do
Supernova glowing from your spirits, baby blue
In the heart of a dying star, through the dark
I saw you
And I loved you, baby
And I could be your entertainment
For the rest of your burnout days
At the end of the coming-of-age
Like something we forgot
Well, it was all up to you and me
And we just let it rot constantly
On some endless highway with my thoughts
Makin' it up as we go
In front of everyone
I couldn't understand what it'd become
Darling, what have I become?
We've gone too far to be undone
Freaking out, what am I to you, washed out?
I wanna feel my heart again
Oh, I can feel it, I can feel it
I love you, baby
Oh, and I'll love you, baby
For the rest of your burnout days