Lyrics: Raffaella Meloni/Jake Luppen/Marshall Vore/Charlie Hickey
Music: Raffaella Meloni/Jake Luppen/Marshall Vore/Charlie Hickey
You told me you miss me
And you think I'm inconsiderate
And you're dating a new girl
Who lives on La Brea
So I let you kiss me just for the hell of it
And we took a drive out to Point Dume
Wasn't it sweet?
On the beach with our sunshine lobotomies
You make me feel just like ketamine
Not remembering anything
I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don't really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don't say what's on your mind
'Cause I don't wanna know
Are you mad that I got bored or mad that I'm admitting it
We drop both off the rΠ΅ntal and I cry just a little bit
Are you mad I owe you monΠ΅y or are you mad that I didn't mention it
Dunno what you wanted but I know that I couldn't give you it
But wasn't it sweet?
On the beach with our sunshine lobotomies
You make me feel just like ketamine
Not remembering anything
I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don't really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don't say what's on your mind
'Cause I don't wanna know
'Cause I don't wanna know
Cause I don't wanna Cause I don't wanna
I don't really mind
If I hurt your feelings, feeling good's expensive
Do it all the time
I don't really, I don't, I don't
I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don't really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don't say what's on your mind
'Cause I don't wanna know