Waxahatchee - "American Weekend"

It's unclear now, what we intend

We're alone in our own world

You don't wanna be my boyfriend

And I don't wanna be your girl

And that, that's a relief

We'll drink up our grief

And pine for summer

And we'll buy beer to shotgun

And we'll lay in the lawn

And we'll be good

Now I'm laughing at my boredom

At my string of failed attempts

Because you think that it's important

And I welcome the sentiment

And we talk on the phone at night

Until it's daylight

And I feel clever

And I hear the slow in your speech

Yeah you're half asleep

Say goodnight

Now I've got friendships to mend

I'm selfishly dispossessed

You don't wanna be my boyfriend

And that's probably for the best

Because that, that gets messy

And you will hurt me

Or I'll disappear

So we will drink beer all day

And our guards will give way

And we'll be good