Bubbles

You could call me irregular

I'm a basic fix for a better man

Seasons change I'm a maniac

For a better known with a bitter end

If you say you're a chicken now you can live it down

We can light the whole thing up

All the parts that you're fucking with like a tourniquet

I can light the whole thing up

You can say I'm a stranger now

With some falling down we can get it straight

Hazy days in suburbia

At your father's house we self medicate

Intertwined in my urgency

It's so new to me

I can light the whole thing up

Nothing else been impressing me but I gotta see

I can light the whole thing up

Burn the room

Oh, I hear it so well

Over soon

Oh, I hear it now

Honest to God

I really couldn't lie to your face

I look away and feel like a mess

Because what I can't accept

Is the truth that I don't love you

Wish I could say I was a better friend to you then

I'm fucking sorry

I wish I could say I was a better friend to you then

I'm fucking sorry

Once in a while

I will remember everything good

Once in a while

Burn the room

Feel the gloom now

Over soon

I feel the gloom now