z

Can you turn up the guitar more?

My best friend fucked my ex-boyfriend

Now his best friend hits me up

When I post things for attention

We all need an intervention

We all snap in the same group chat

But behind my back, I know

They're talking shit and lovin' it

But that's the way we do it, we

Glorify our problems

But we never solve 'em

We're too busy actin' like we know too much

Faking love and fucking up

Our friendships

We don't feel connected

We're too busy talking shit and losing sleep

We make it look easy

I'm a flirt, but I get real hurt

When you call me a teesh

All I wanna do is please people

But they're killing me

Oh, we don't trust

No one 'cause

We don't wanna work on it

We rather sit and

Glorify our problems

But we never solve 'em

We're too busy actin' like we know too much

Faking love and fucking up

Our friendships

We don't feel connected

We're too busy talking shit and losing sleep

We make it look easy

Oh, oh, oh

Na, na, na, na, na, na (please)

Oh, oh, oh

Na, na, na, na, na, na (please)

Glorify our problems

But we never solve 'em

We're too busy actin' like we know too much

Faking love and fucking up

Our friendships

We don't feel connected

We're too busy talking shit and losing sleep

We make it look easy

Na, na, na, na, na, na

Oh, oh, oh, oh-uhh

Na, na, na, na, na, na

Easy