16 sundays

The Ready Set

They say the good life s coming
So I keep on running
I think your friends had fun, yeah
But will I be remembered for something better
Than paying when we go out

I m so into myself, into myself
Starting to drown
My phone treats me like hell
Treats me like hell, can t put it down
My flaws flood through the door
Cry on the floor of our old house
We all want to be loved
Want to be loved
No one knows how

No one knows how, yeah

They say the good life s coming
So I don t sleep much these days
So if I just keep running
It s gonna make things okay
But it all fades away
Summer 16 Sundays
Gonna be remembered and live forever
On songs about going out

I m so into myself, into myself
Starting to drown
My phone treats me like hell
Treats me like hell, can t put it down
My flaws flood through the door
Cry on the floor of our old house
We all want to be loved
Want to be loved
No one knows how

No one knows how, yeah
I m so into myself
No one knows how
I m so into myself

I don t wanna fight with you
We all want security
Can I make it right with you
My regrets are hurting me
Club smoking cinnamon
I m like a kid again
And nothing ever really ends
Until we wake up with summer skin
Tripping up is growing up
Trying to be good enough
Gimme the time alone
I needed help