Theatricality
Eatin' ice cream in West Hollywood
And I'm high as fuck
I never had the best luck
But you say you like my hair short, don't you?
I never told you how I
Made the most of those days
When it felt like I would waste away
In all my little pleasures
I don't measure the minutes no more
I succumb to
Theatricality
In the form of goosebumps on his arms
Lullabies drowning out alarms
And I'm lost in the spectacle
Makin' out in your apartment complex pool
And I'm drunk on rosé
Can't follow what you say
Think you told me you
Wanna go back to school
Or leave the country
I wanna see him happy
And he'd never know
That I still pray I won't waste away
In all my little pleasures
I don't fool myself anymore
I succumb to
Theatricality
In the form of goosebumps on his arms
Lullabies drowning out alarms
And I'm lost in the spectacle
Theatricality
In the way he holds me in his arms
Under his spell, he works his charms
His charms
His charms
His charms
His charms
His charms
His charms
Once the feeling wears off
Where am I left but back here?
Right where I've always been
Conditioned loneliness
That I hope I'm outgrowing (Long Beach, is this home?)
Drivin' back from my night shift
I lock the door behind me
Long Beach, is this home?
He's all I've ever known
And I'm high as fuck
I never had the best luck
But you say you like my hair short, don't you?
I never told you how I
Made the most of those days
When it felt like I would waste away
In all my little pleasures
I don't measure the minutes no more
I succumb to
Theatricality
In the form of goosebumps on his arms
Lullabies drowning out alarms
And I'm lost in the spectacle
Makin' out in your apartment complex pool
And I'm drunk on rosé
Can't follow what you say
Think you told me you
Wanna go back to school
Or leave the country
I wanna see him happy
And he'd never know
That I still pray I won't waste away
In all my little pleasures
I don't fool myself anymore
I succumb to
Theatricality
In the form of goosebumps on his arms
Lullabies drowning out alarms
And I'm lost in the spectacle
Theatricality
In the way he holds me in his arms
Under his spell, he works his charms
His charms
His charms
His charms
His charms
His charms
His charms
Once the feeling wears off
Where am I left but back here?
Right where I've always been
Conditioned loneliness
That I hope I'm outgrowing (Long Beach, is this home?)
Drivin' back from my night shift
I lock the door behind me
Long Beach, is this home?
He's all I've ever known
Credits
Writer(s): Kameron Johnson, Yousif Abbas Al-eshaiker
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