This movie's burned in my corneas
This car feels like a coffin
The radio sounds like
What it always sounds like
Your backseat smells like chocolate
Medicate with a rumshot
I don't cope well
Split a bottle of dayquil on the dance floor
I don't think I'm okay anymore
I think this is where I say I love you
Now that I have you
I should be happy (be happy
Make me happy