Can't get your name past my lips like a slur And I think I'm in love with the idea of her Lie in the morning aurora What time is it in California? Throwing my brains through my mouth Yet I'm thinking all about things we won't talk about Remember the time that we snuck in her house They don't want me around Can't get your name past my lips like a slur And I think I'm in love with the idea of her Cry like an old used cicada What time is it in California? GMT minus eight and I'm staying on the plate With your face in my head like a drone If I don't want anything then why do I feel so alone? I'll reach out if you don't Can't get your name past my lips like a slur And I think I'm in love with the idea of her Lie in the morning aurora What time is it in California? Can't get your name past my lips like a slur And I think I'm in love with the idea of her Cry like an old used cicada What time is it in California? Can't get your name past my lips like a slur