[Intro]
I'm so tired of this face, this year
Dilated eyes

[Verse 1]
She says she wanna be my type
Well you gon' have to try for a while
And if she wanna dance all night
Then I'm gon' get drunk on arrival
(I can't promise you nothing)
Like hurricanes on my shore
I won't forget this for a long time
Something's up with you in my O
Maybe I met you at the wrong time

[Pre-Chorus 1]
And I'm not going home tonight
Maybe I'll meet you in the moonlight
Is it just my head playing tricks on me?
Or is it really history? (I don't fuckin' know)

[Chorus]
I'm so tired of this face, this year
Dilated eyes

[Verse 2]
In the back of my friends car
Seeing traces of the people passing by
Making movies in my—
I see street lamps curving
I can barely tell from left and right
Writing lyrics in my (head)
[Pre-Chorus 2]
It kinda feels like I'm dying
I'm just really fucking high
Pack of ciggies on the side
I used to be a fuckboy
I kinda wish I still was
'Cause I'm lonely as fuck, boy

[Chorus]
I'm so tired of this face, this year
Dilated eyes

[Outro]
I'm so tired of this face, this year
Dilated eyes
Dilated eyes
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