Lotus Eater

Well, I could never be like you I don't ever talk like that Smiling with a sparkling drink And stumbling in your lipstick mess Molly was the loss of me Yeah, it was a tragedy But you keep hanging on Would've make it look Just waiting around For someone to take you home And I know you know I'm not the one I'm sorry I was late, I didn't wanna come Ah... Oh no, man, it's just that that looks fun Ooh... Well my eyes are wandering Can we just eat the news? And dance around the room In a scattered point of views Well take my hand and breathe Babe, just count to three I wish that I could blink And turn all your words into ice cubes So I could fill my drink And I know you know I'm not the one I'm sorry I was late Next time, I just won't come Ah... Oh no, man, I think I gotta run! Ooh... Well, hey, what's that called? When you're sitting on your couch And having fun, just being by yourself Wondering why We can't commit to love The things that we got We always want more of But I know you'd rather have me fake it But I'm not gonna make it Ah... Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, I gotta run! Ooh...