The Weather Was Perfect, the Beaches Were Lovely

You're using my full name to fuck me with your brain

So maybe I'll need you

And maybe I'm losing touch with the boundary

Thank you for praying for me at my lowest

Moment in three years, I don't wanna be here

The second I blacked in, kissing on your ear, whoa

Hey, you taste just how I've imagined

Oh, my God

Am I finally old?

Am I freaking you out?

Can I ask you for help? (Oh)

I get so high without a place to land

Could I crash in your arms? (Okay, okay, okay, okay)

I'm dying over my obsession

With trying to prove I'm special to everyone

It's so hard

Hard

It's so hard

Sounds like shitty victim, complex poetry

How unoriginal (right?)

I regress, I regress

A vain little animal (starving for attention)

A bottomless brunch

I think you do it to yourself (you can't be half a cowboy)

I think you do it to yourself (so on the count of three)

I think you do it to yourself (when I say draw)

I think you do it to yourself

I get so high without a place to land

Could I crash in your arms?

(Damn, son) I'm dying over my obsession

With trying to prove I'm special to everyone

It's so hard

Hard

It's so hard

Hard

(The beaches were lovely)