The Weather Was Perfect, The Beaches Were Lovely

You're using my full name to fuck me with your brain So maybe I'll need you And maybe I'm losing touch with the boundary Thank you for praying for me at my lowest Moment in three years, I don't wanna be here The second I blacked in, kissing on your ear, whoa Hey, you taste just how I've imagined Oh, my God Am I finally old? Am I freaking you out? Can I ask you for help? (Oh) I get so high without a place to land Could I crash in your arms? (Okay, okay, okay, okay) I'm dying over my obsession With trying to prove I'm special to everyone It's so hard Hard It's so hard Sounds like shitty victim, complex poetry How unoriginal (right?) I regress, I regress A vain little animal (starving for attention) A bottomless brunch I think you do it to yourself (you can't be half a cowboy) I think you do it to yourself (so on the count of three) I think you do it to yourself (when I say draw) I think you do it to yourself I get so high without a place to land Could I crash in your arms? (Damn, son) I'm dying over my obsession With trying to prove I'm special to everyone It's so hard Hard It's so hard Hard (The beaches were lovely)