What’s the point of it?
What’s the point of it?
Add a lil drums to it
Expecting the worst, oh yeah
And girl what’s the point of this?
I got a little too drunk, yeah
But you gotta understand

We driving through the night
I wonder what it’s like
I wonder what it’s like
To be you
I don’t know what it’s like
But I feel it in your eyes that
Something’s bugging you
Oh yeah

But even on my worst day
It’s feelin like my birthday
Girl you know you driving me insane
And even when I do try
It gets to being midnight
I guess we’ll drive in circles
Jump the hurdles
Thirsty for the pain
It feel like
Thirsty for the pain
Maybe I want it
Maybe I need it
Maybe I’m thirsty
Yeah

Every time I’m all alone
I'm on the beach or I skate or I'm blowing smoke
Yeah, you text me all sexy
You want some more
Now I’m in my head
Fuck I’ll pick up the phone
I be like 911, what’s your emergency?
Why do I pick up knowing you be hurting me?
Guess I’m thirsty
Guess I’m thirsty for the pain

What’s the point of making hits if you can’t be yourself? yeah
What’s the point of showing people love if they don’t act right?
We don’t want awards
We don’t want no fuckin clout, yeah
We don’t want no more
We just come in thru the back, yeah
Leaving out the front
And fucking up the function
Everybody watching
We ain’t saying nothing
I been biking all day
I been skating too
Girls kissing girls
And my girls sending n***s
Drinking Capri Suns, Cheetos
We on the tv though
Sleezy hotels, listening to the Beatles
And no I can’t complain
And even on my worst days
It’s feelin like my birthday
Girl you know you driving me insane
And even when I do try
It gets to being midnight
I guess we’ll drive in circles
Jump the hurdles
Thirsty for the pain
It feel like

Thirsty for the pain

Maybe I want it
Maybe I need it
Maybe I’m thirsty