Cal, you're bringing out the worst out of me
Tune in and out of your frequency
F*ck the weather
The sun is never shining down on me

Cal, I wish that I had a plan
I just get high and lay in my bed
Write in excess over days 'til your jet plane flies away

I know I should've expected it
But I'm just a f*cking kid
Another time on my phone again
And I don't know why I'm even trying

Came around, head in the clouds again
Thinking too loud, can't hear a word that you say
You said cal, you're driving into a dead end
Played a game, now it's all pretend
The sun sets on the horizon
For you

I know I should've expected it
But I'm just a f*cking kid
Another time on my phone again
And I don't know why I'm even trying