Maybe it’ll all work out
Think I heard something bout taking it next semester
Lettin’ the family down
Showin’ ’em the spot in the city where I buy my water
Flipping my flip phone out
Starting to shout
Flipping off all observers
What’s your dad on about?
Oh yeah, “checkin’ my reflection while I’m walking down the street”

You want me to live like you
That’s something I’ll never do

Lettin’ all my love hang out
Standing on the corner with the neighbor
Who hates tomatoes
Lookin’ like I’m bout strung out
Probably better off than I’ll be
Once I have my first daughter
Flippin’ my flip phone out
Gotta take a picture
It’s the only way that I’ll remember
What was I on about
Whole damn world just feels like a crater

You want me to live like you
That’s something I’ll never do
Stick the magic in my eye
You can’t say I didn’t try

Showin’ me your new best song
Casually we talk about how we hate California
Laying in my bed in vain
Staring big holes
Listening to Ween on an airplane
Emptying the fridge right out
Like a ghost town
Maybe we should have folks over
Flipping my flip phone off
I just wanna walk
I don’t wanna see nobody

Now I’m at the graveyard
Picking out my grave at the graveyard
Which one’s closest to my front door

Other lyrics by Briston Maroney:

Be Yourself

Stuck my head out the window Or in this case the ceiling I wish I had the perfect for this imperfect feeling All my life I was told to “look after yourself” …

Better Than You

Hey there pretty boy… What would it take to see through those bright blue eyes? Wish I had the choice, ambition was my father’s best advice So much for this …

Bullshit

I’d stay here forever But I’d leave here tomorrow if the option arose But I love my family And I gotta see where my little siblings lives go I hate being …

DNA

Cherry-tipped cigarette, ripping heaters even in June Isadora’s got the style tips to make you look hungover at school Got the alcoholic brain freeze, drinking …

Human

I like the way that you seem to be making the most of this All of my heroes are good people, scared of admitting it Raised to believe that I was born just to look you in …