Don't you think it's crazy
The way that people change
I feel like I'm changing all the time I think it's kind of funny
The way we tried to run We never had a chance,
you and I
So July turns to August and it gets colder 3am,
I wish you were coming over
I'm in the city and I'm not sober
I saw a girl in the mirror, I don't know her
I miss the years when summers felt
slower I'm in the city and I'm not sober
I'm just calling the lane
You'll know that I'm losing my grip on reality
The only thing that I know
is my lack of control
Is getting the best of me
Want somebody please help me
I'm sitting in the driveway for the fifth
time today Yesterday's makeup on my face
So * it all well I'm sitting in the driveway
Can't go inside again Can't go inside again
July turns to August and it gets colder 3am,
I wish you were coming over
I'm in the city and I'm not sober
I saw a girl in the mirror,
I don't know her I miss the years when summers felt slower
I'm in the city and I'm not sober
I'm just calling the lane
You'll know that I'm losing my grip on reality
The only thing that I know is my lack of control
Is getting the best of me
The best of me
The best of me
The best of me