Bubbles

You could call me a regular I’m a basic fix for a better man Seasons change I’m a maniac for a better love With a bitter hand If you see how it’s shaking down You can’t live without I could light the whole thing up All the parts that you're fucking with Like a tourniquet I could light the whole thing up You can say I’m a stranger now It’s so foreign how we can get it straight Hazy days in suburbia At your father’s house, we self-medicate Intertwined with my urgency It’s so new to me I could light the whole thing up Nothing else been impressing me But I gotta see I could light the whole thing up Burn the room Oh, I hear it swell Over soon Oh, I hear it now Honest to god I really couldn't lie to your face I look away and feel like a mess And what I can't accept is the truth: That I don't love you Wish I could say I was a better friend to you then I'm fucking sorry Wish I could say I was a better friend to you then I’m fucking sorry Once in a while I will remember everything good Once in a while Burn the room Feel it bloom now Over soon I feel it bloom now