blue
It's 2am, waiting outside for a couple of friends
Looking up our next destination
To a house I've never been
Packed with beer and haters
It's all fine in moderation
Our ride is pulling up
Acting like they don't give a fuck
Smile on my face but I feel stuck
On autopilot
Get me out of here, I'd rather be at home
Sex, drugs, afterparties
The only way to reach anybody
I long for real, don't you?
I crave a strong connection
I need more depth than just the surface questions
Does anybody else feel?
That kind of life is so blue
Why you look at me?
With so much jealousy
You don't even know my name
I can't stand this weed, my lungs can barely breathe
There's not one person who feels the same, oh yea
Waiting for my friend to pull up
I can't tell what's in my cup
I need her right here to wake me up, oh
Get me out of here, I'd rather be at home
Sex, drugs, afterparties
The only way to reach anybody
I long for real, don't you?
I crave a strong connection
I need more depth than just the surface questions
Does anybody else feel?
That kind of life is so blue
Overwhelmed when I walk in the door
Going through the motion like parties before
Energy wasted on pointless conversations
Lie about this, lie about that
Tell me stories and take it all back
I'm done listening
Get us out of here
We'd rather be alone
Sex, drugs, afterparties
The only way to reach anybody
I long for real, don't you?
I crave a strong connection
I need more depth than just the surface questions
Does anybody else feel?
That kind of life is so blue
Looking up our next destination
To a house I've never been
Packed with beer and haters
It's all fine in moderation
Our ride is pulling up
Acting like they don't give a fuck
Smile on my face but I feel stuck
On autopilot
Get me out of here, I'd rather be at home
Sex, drugs, afterparties
The only way to reach anybody
I long for real, don't you?
I crave a strong connection
I need more depth than just the surface questions
Does anybody else feel?
That kind of life is so blue
Why you look at me?
With so much jealousy
You don't even know my name
I can't stand this weed, my lungs can barely breathe
There's not one person who feels the same, oh yea
Waiting for my friend to pull up
I can't tell what's in my cup
I need her right here to wake me up, oh
Get me out of here, I'd rather be at home
Sex, drugs, afterparties
The only way to reach anybody
I long for real, don't you?
I crave a strong connection
I need more depth than just the surface questions
Does anybody else feel?
That kind of life is so blue
Overwhelmed when I walk in the door
Going through the motion like parties before
Energy wasted on pointless conversations
Lie about this, lie about that
Tell me stories and take it all back
I'm done listening
Get us out of here
We'd rather be alone
Sex, drugs, afterparties
The only way to reach anybody
I long for real, don't you?
I crave a strong connection
I need more depth than just the surface questions
Does anybody else feel?
That kind of life is so blue
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Writer(s): Courtney Paulson
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