Cinco de Mayo Shit Show

Lately it's been getting late but I'm not tired
And no thanks to
Sleepless nights spent burning with desire
So I'll get in my car

We drove to the shoreline
With the check engine light on
We slept in a spare room
Sparing no thoughts for our friends

And we're all going straight to hell
For all the lies we tell ourselves

Last night I wanted to leave all my friends out
Desperate chance dragged me out of the sand
But chance's certain way
Of getting stuck on one, small desperate action
Robbed me of all my good luck

Why did I think I could make it better now?
Why did I think I could keep my feet on the ground?

If I wake up and accidentally crawl into your arms
It's nothing personal
Personhood has always seemed so strange
Why do things always have to go and change?
Be better off if things just stayed the same

If I freak out and crash my fucking car into your house
Of course it's personal
Personhood has made me feel this way
Why do things always have to go and change?
Be better off if things just stayed the same

I'm getting too old for this shit
I'm throwing fits and acting like a kid again
I'm getting too old for this shit
I'm throwing fits and acting like a kid again
I'm getting too old for this shit
I'm throwing fits and acting like a kid again