I’m down ‘cause she's happy,
She's happy ‘cause I love her,
I love her ‘cause I'm high,
I get high ‘cause I'm down (x2)

I wanna know, I wanna know,
Am I really welcome or do I gotta go?
‘Cause I feel the the pain and the strain in your syllables,
When you pout your lips to tell me you love me so, but uh,
What you’re keeping from me is about to blow,
It’ll drive ya crazy baby I can’t take no more,
I’ma — take a step back and learn to let it go,
‘Cause this whole thing’s got me at an all-time low

I've been searching for a while, so long
That I don't remember why I began in the first place,
So I cry so hard that I don't know how to stop without thinking of your face,
I've been stuck for a while, so long
That I don't remember how I got down in the first place,
I know I'm in trouble now, cause I like to get high when I get down,

Uh — man its been a rough night,
Love my fuck life,
Fuck my love life,
Rolling papers,
One week,
Two packs,
I call that thug life —
And I just wanna run like, right through the sunlight,
Damn, and I wish I knew what that meant, maybe I could get some rest,
Or some satisfaction,
If I could just get some traction,
I’m slipping, and losing grip
And I’m falling into the black sun

I’ve been writing longer than a little bit,
Maybe I consider it a sedative — mellow,
Creative by being repetitive, so obviously nothing’s changed,
You’re a synonym for my lyrics, babe,

I’ve been misled longer than a little bit,
Maybe I consider you a sedative,
‘Cause when I’m lost
I’m creative by being repetitive, and sometimes,
Contradictive for the hell of it.