LEMON LIME

Hold me back with kid gloves
Tell it like it once was
Tell me what’s the point of showing up if nothing’s for us
Maybe we’re alone, maybe nothing really matters
Or maybe I’m an asshole with a flair for the dra-
(“Oh, god”)

Superglue on both my thumbs, I never learn my lesson
Tried to tell you sooner but I left it on the dresser
Painted nails and superstars
Never meant to get this far
Sitting by the corner store with nothing but attention
Attention, looking for attention
Waiting for the mention, growing apprehension
Stop, turn around, take a dive and take a bow
Everything is different now
Everything is different now

Hold me back with kid gloves
Tell it like it once was
Tell me what’s the point of showing up if nothing’s for us
Maybe we’re alone, maybe nothing really matters
Or maybe I’m an asshole with a flair for the dramatic
But all I know is

Pay attention
Everyone is watching you
It’ll all get better now
But are you ready now?
Are you ready now?

I keep on ending up in situations that I’ll make the worst of
You call me pessimistic, cynicism took your first love
Saw a shitty youtube video, called me a nervous wreck
And now I’m god’s given gift for keeping the whole world in check

Hold me back with kid gloves
Tell it like it once was
Tell me what’s the point of showing up if nothing’s for us
Maybe we’re alone, maybe nothing really matters
Or maybe I’m an asshole with a flair for the dramatic

Hold me up with velcro and tie me to the tarmac
Well aware that all my friends are thinking “fuck, another act”
I wanna die but only for a year
At least until the smoke clears
(At least until the smoke clears)

They’re not in love anymore
They’re not in love anymore
They’re not in love anymore
They’re not in love anymore
They’re not in love anymore
They’re not in love anymore
They’re not in love anymore
They’re not in love anymore