Cinco De Mayo Shit Show

Lately it's been getting late but I'm not tired

And no thanks to sleepless nights spent burning with desire

So I'll get in my car

We drove to the shoreline with the check engine light on

We slept in a spare room sparing no thoughts for our friends

And we're all going, straight to hell

For all the lies, we tell ourselves

Last night

Last night, I wanted to leave all my friends out

Desperate chance dragged me out of the sand

But chance's certain way of getting stuck on

One small desperate action robbed me of all my good luck

Why did I think I could make it better now?

Why did I think I could keep my feet on the ground?

If I wake up and accidentally crawl into your arms,

It's nothing personal.

Personhood has always seemed so strange.

Oh, Oh, Oh, why do things always have to go and change?

Oh, Oh, Oh, better off if things just stayed the same.

If I freak out and I crash my fucking car into your house,

Of course it's personal.

Personhood has made me feel this way.

Oh, Oh, Oh, why do things always have to go and change.

Oh, Oh, Oh, better off if things just stayed the same.

Oh, I'm getting too old for this shit.

I'm throwing fits and acting like a kid again.

Oh, I'm getting too old for this shit.

I'm throwing fits and acting like a kid again.

Oh, I'm getting too old for this shit.

I'm throwing fits and acting like a kid again.

Oh, I'm getting too old for this shit.

I'm throwing fits and acting like a kid again.

Oh, I'm getting too old for this shit.

I'm throwing fits and acting like a kid again.