[Verse]
Another cycle of running from my vices
I'm so uncomfortable compared to when I felt the nicest
Last summer wasn't better, but I'll compare it 'cause I don't know better
My bloodshot eyes and that written letter, I'm not a stepping stool, but I let her
I hate that I still write songs about you, it makes no sense 'cause I don't talk about you
I wanted something else, and you gave me something so much fucking worse

[Chorus]
Tryna win you over, but you want anything but closer to me
Your cotton candy eyes are so damn perfect
I wish that I deserved it, but I know that I don't, I don't
Tryna win you over, but you want anything but closer to me
Your cotton candy eyes are so damn perfect
I wish that I deserved it, but I know that I don't, I don't
Tryna win you over, but you want anything but closer to me
Your cotton candy eyes are so damn perfect
I wish that I deserved it, but I know that I don't, I don't