I feel like keeping you up tonight
I got a craving
To be next to you
If you got the appetite
Come drink me under the table
Like we're twenty-two
But don't just stand there
Take me to the ocean
Got a washed up dream
I pretend that I'm devoted to
If I come clean
You're the only thing
I'm focused on
My routine just emotional oblivion
Yeah, you don't gotta dress up tonight
'cause I'll be a mess
But I'll still get to you
You tell your friends
That I'm not your type
I guess that depends on
If you've had a few
But don't just stand there
Take me to the ocean
Got a washed up dream
I pretend that I'm devoted to
If I come clean
You're the only thing I'm focused on
My routine just emotional oblivion
But don't just stand there
Take me to the ocean
Got a washed up dream
I pretend that I'm devoted to
If I come clean
You're the only thing I'm focused on
My routine just emotional oblivion
My routine just emotional oblivion
Stand
The ocean got
Dream
Devoted to
Clean
I'm focused on
My routine just emotional oblivion
I thought it would cure me
Right now we don't talk
When you get to your thirties
And you can't shake it off
It's like you see through me
I wish I was wrong
Hold on to your trophy
It's only a song
I thought it would cure me
I thought it would cure me
I thought it would cure me
But I guess I was wrong