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