[Chorus]
Eyes low, see you on the weekend
I hope I can make you keep it
I know I don't have a reason
Should've told you each one
Now I'm fucking reachin'
I just might
Give you something else yeah
See through lies
Lemme go to hell yeah
If it's true, give me a reason
Fuck off with your treason
See you next season

[Verse 1]
If you try me you'll be in a coma
Can't FaceTime cause I got a Motorola
See your eyes, this shit isn't over
Never getting sober, never gеtting sober
But I know that I should probably go now
If I don't, you'll be calling up my phone
How do I lеave?
I don't fucking know though
Leave me on my own though
Reeves Street, let's go
[Chorus]
Eyes low, see you on the weekend
I hope I can make you keep it
I know I don't have a reason
Should've told you each one
Now I'm fucking reachin'
I just might
Give you something else yeah
See through lies
Lemme go to hell yeah
If it's true, give me a reason
Fuck off with your treason
See you next season

[Outro]
And I'm just so damn gone
So damn gone
I'm so damn gone
So damn gone