Lyrics: Abby Cates
It’s getting late
My hair is frizzy in the heat
Strawberry wine
Is sticky on my car seats
I’m all alone
I drove 3 of my girlfriend’s home
The stars are out
But they’re covered by the neighborhood
The night is over
Before it could really get good
I like Ohio
But she’s putting my soul to sleep
I just need some
Better friends
Somebody who will listen
Better friends
I need a fxcking better friend list
Better characters
My boredom’s getting harder to ignore
Better friends
Who won’t say they’re in the friend zone
Better friends
That won’t remind me I’m a bit alone
Better characters that
Maybe won’t let me down
Cus oh I’m down
I’m down
I’m down
I’m tired of
This lukewarm typa attitude
Okay with everything but never really in the mood
What should we do you always answer
Let’s go drive all night
That’d be okay if it was decent conversation
Not all about what your latest shitty boyfriend did
Honestly I want to turn this car around
I just need some
Better friends
Somebody who will listen
Better friends
I need a fxcking better friends list
Better characters
My boredom’s getting harder to ignore
Better friends
Who won’t say they’re in the friend zone
Better friends
That won’t remind me I’m a bit alone
Better characters that
Maybe won’t let me down
Cus oh I’m down
I’m down
I’m down
Better friends
Somebody who will listen
Better friends I need a
Fxcking better friends list
Better characters my boredoms getting harder to ignore
Better friends
Who won’t say they’re in the friend zone
Better friends
That won’t remind me I’m a bit alone
Better characters that
Maybe won’t let me down
Cus oh I’m down
I’m down
I’m down