Thrills

Woo!

Five in the morning I feel alright
Out in the open it's cold, just two cigarettes
He says, "Now, now, ya kid, you'd kill for a fight, ooh
But sometimes your will's better dead than alive"

She said, "I'm no frills, all thrills, obsessed with the stars"
I said, "I hate hugs, love drugs, and drive a shitty car"
But if you're up, but down I'll sweep you off your feet
But it's still my only one, just don't yack in the back seat

Yeah, we're so wasteful, and we've only got five years
No indication of where it all begins

Late-late-late in November I'm not the same
It's easy to hide when no one's looking for you
Oh well, I wanna be seen just not candidly
Well, I'll pay to stream but only come and watch if it's free

Your friends are all goals, no soul, well-dressed, hell stressed
We're all too happy, too sad to clean up the mess
So when there's nothing new but people faking orgasms here
Keep your real friends far and your fake friends near

Well, we're so wasteful, and we've only got five years
No indication of where it all begins