(Yeah!)

(That's a home run!)

(That's a home run!)

I think you're pretty cool

But you turn my head to gravy

All my broken molecules

Are crushed on feeling crazy, it goes

One, two, three, I'm burning up

I wanna rest-in-peace and self-destruct, yeah

OD on a littlecrush

Yeah, I might OD on a littlecrush, yeah

(One), two, three, I'm burning up

I wanna rest-in-peace and self-destruct, yeah

OD on a littlecrush

Yeah (I might OD on a littlecrush, yeah) yeah, yeah, yeah

One, two, three, it's all too much

My minds rewinding a supercut

My psyche ran like Nikes to the pit

To hell with it (yeah, yeah!)

Red-eyed, face down, telling fortunes

My duct-taped mouth, we can force it

Wrapped up in a cloud of distortion

(Think wrong, you might be gone)

One, two, three, I'm burning up

I wanna rest-in-peace and self-destruct, yeah

OD on a littlecrush

Yeah, I might OD on a littlecrush, yeah

(One), two, three, I'm burning up

I wanna rest-in-peace and self-destruct, yeah

OD on a littlecrush

Yeah (I might OD on a littlecrush, yeah) yeah, yeah, yeah

(Yeah!)

Simulate a million conversations we might have until my head erupts

Tryna find a timeline where I hang my contradictions up

Drowning in adrenaline 'til you decide you hate my guts

One day ideal will get too real

And I might OD on a littlecrush, yeah

One, two, three, I'm burning up

I wanna rest-in-peace and self-destruct, yeah

OD on a littlecrush

Yeah, I might OD on a littlecrush, yeah

(One), two, three, I'm burning up

I wanna rest-in-peace and self-destruct, yeah

OD on a littlecrush

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I might OD on a littlecrush, yeah

Yeah, I might OD on a littlecrush