Cream Soda

Pick yourself up off the floor
Babe what'd you do that for?
Once you start crying
I tune out the whining
And then I guess I just get bored
Where the fuck were you when I broke?
As every bridge went up in smoke
The only feelings that matter
Is whosever sadder
So who's the real punchline of this joke?
Sittin in the backseat
Though I can't see
Visions gettin hazy now
Kissin on my neck
What'd you expect?
Take a hit and pass it around
Can't let this high go cause I hate the come down
So if you speak say it soft
Or don't you dare make sound

Cream soda and strawberry wine
Messy drunk of a weekend
What was I thinkin
Truth be told we're fine
If this is wasting time
Then that's alright

Smoke all my cream soda
And fuck whenever we get bored
Walk the block critiquing houses
That we know we'll never afford
It's always worse for wear
When we go anywhere
Hate it more now
Oh eat your heart out
Yet still happily unaware
Sittin in the backseat
Though I can't see
Visions gettin hazy now
Kissin on my neck
What'd you expect?
Take a hit and pass it around
Can't let this high go cause I hate the come down
So if you speak say it soft
Or don't you dare make sound

Cream soda and strawberry wine
Messy drunk of a weekend
What was I thinkin
Truth be told we're fine
If this is wasting time
Then that's alright

I tend to get in my head
Over think the things I said
The only peace I'll find is when I'm in mind
The next time you crawl in bed
And I know it's been said
It's been beaten to death
But loving you hurts
Yeah it's the worst
And I take any love I can get

Cream soda and strawberry wine
Messy drunk of a weekend
What was I thinkin
Truth be told we're fine
If this is wasting time
Then that's alright