Lyrics: Joseph Garcell/Isiah Faber
Music: Joseph Garcell/Isiah Faber/Nico Marchese
Ah
I found some cash then lost my wallet, stepped in shit
Once met a girl, she fed me false hope then she dipped
She's so particular, no different than the rest
It's so predictable, I know what happens next
One more minute, right before disaster blows this way
What if Cupid just got shitty aim?
I'll take the blame for riding through this rainforest
Just the lengths I'll take inside this Jeep to realise I'm better off alone
Oh ohh
Let distance grow
Oh ohh
I take my clueless full potential as a compliment
So I'll go confuse my efforts for incompetence
Like composure, I wish that I could say that it's over
Curse me if you want
Your hair's still beautiful
Curse me if you want
Your hair still looks beautiful
Hurt me if you please
I been here freezing for weeks
My cheeks full of ice
Done this all before
Let the games begin, I'll forfeit
There's no point in trying
There's no point in writing down my thoughts
The way you'll be gone and I'll be left behind
This road only whines
And it's sad to see that you're happily
Watching dreams coming true
While my dreams, everybody forgot 'em