Michael Keaton

I was headed back from east of Eden

She was headed back to East L.A.

The sun is goin' down now, and I'm feelin'

Like a bird out of a cage

It's 3:35 in the mornin', and I thought

CBD would not get me high, but here I am thinkin'

What if Michael Keaton killed himself in Multiplicity?

Would that be genocide?

I don't know why you think I've got the answers

You must've been drinkin' on the plane

'Cause now you're tryin' to take my words for ransom

You must not be used to not getting your way

And it's 3:35 in the mornin', and I thought

CBD would not get me high, but here I am thinkin'

What if Michael Keaton killed himself in Multiplicity?

Would that be genocide?

I'm just tryin' to lay here and enjoy it

It's rare I accidentally get stoned

But you just keep on sobbing up your story

I don't wanna be rude, but I think you should go home

And I don't mean to make fun of crying, but I can hear you

Crying and it's killin' my vibe, and if I have to

Listen to you talk about her one more time

I swear to God, I'll set this house on fire

'Cause it's 3:35 in the mornin', and I thought

CBD would not get me high, but here I am thinkin'

What if Michael Keaton killed himself in Multiplicity?

Would that be genocide?

It doesn't matter, 'cause I might set this house on fire

I was headed back from east of Eden

She was headed back to East L.A.

The sun is comin' up here and I'm feelin'

Like a bird out of a cage