Thoughts

I'm driving 'round in Hollywood I can only think 'bout you Everlasting pain and it weighs on my body, it's you Did I lose it all? Did I fuck it up? Are my friends really friends now? Or are they far gone? On the drive to the bar, took 'em all 'cause I'm Thinking 'bout you Fucked up, I just wanna break glass Phone calls, I just wanna talk back Yeah, big attitude just like a big stack Braindead for days, am I gonna relax? I don't wanna talk I don't wanna smile, no, no Got a couple problems I don't wanna compromise, no, no Yeah I'm driving 'round in Hollywood I can only think 'bout you (think 'bout, think 'bout) Everlasting pain and it weighs on my brain, like you Did I lose it all? Did I fuck it up? Are my friends really friends now? Are they all far gone? On the drive to the bar, took 'em all 'cause I'm Thinking 'bout you Don't stop, I just wanna go fast No sleep, I don't wanna relax Ten planes in five days I been 'round the world and back again Man I feel insane I'm numb 'cause of the pain No, I don't wanna talk I don't wanna smile, no, no Got a couple problems I don't wanna compromise, no, no I'm driving 'round in Hollywood I can only think 'bout you, ooh Everlasting pain and it weighs on my body, it's you Ooh Did I fuck it up? Are my friends really friends now? Are they all far gone? On the drive to the bar Took 'em all 'cause I'm thinking 'bout you