Idy - You're Just A Whore With A Regular Old Whore's Heart lyrics

Won't somebody Google me the glory days of my life? If they've come and gone I must've been sleeping, or high Where was my Winnie Cooper? The violins with my first kiss? Where is my Ambien now? This world's a headache that just won't quit So could somebody help me find the inner peace To help me survive these demons? They stay out late, drinking with pretty girls But tomorrow's the best you've ever felt, feeling like sh** Because your emotions were always just a little too much to explain And my reactions were always delayed like the southbound D-train Tonight I'm almost drunk enough to explain My tattoos and theories on censorship policies I know I'm not alone, and this might sound inane But once I felt your heartbeat in sync with my heartbeat Today I'm going on strike, I'm not going to work I'm not falling in love, I'm not getting hurt Oh, time with you was like the flu... All I remember was the heat Won't somebody Google you the glory days of your youth? It's got to be painful knowing it never gets better for you than high school So hold your breath and blow the eyelash And wish yourself some inner peace If you blow me a kiss I'll flip you off Because the whole town knows our story And a cold brew tastes better than you So I swear to God I'm done dwelling Tonight we'll stay out late drinking with pretty girls to erase your memories So where is my alcohol now? This world's a headache that won't quit And we'll stay out late drinking with those pretty girls Tomorrow's the best you've ever felt, feeling like sh**