[Verse 1] You called out my bullsh*t And in the same [?] decorated me in citrus beer, respect I couldn't help but choke to you and admit I exaggerated Won't always be like this But the first six weeks made me feel, made me feel [?] I'm not a sentimentalist How can I be in the moment when I'm dreading the end of it? [Bridge] Something about how you swim Was elegant and self-assured [Chorus 1] And you take the legs from under me And you star in my extended daydrеams If now's not a good time Then bury me in last July Oh-oh-oh-oh [Verse 2] I laugh whеn everyone else does (I laugh when everyone else does) I've never felt so illiterate (never felt so illiterate) The scent of this foreign place They need to speak your language Staring at [?] sorry eyes What if this is the last time I get sensationalized? And when I've been every stereotype I don't wanna become just another place that you went one time [Pre-Chorus] And I don't wanna be a souvenir And I don't wanna be a Polaroid I wanna buy your groceries I wanna tell you all my weird theories [Chorus 2] And you'll take the legs from under me And you'll curate all of my fever dreams This is never a good time Just bury me in last July [Outro] Let me know when you figure yourself out Let me know when you figure yourself out