You only message when you’re drunk;
I only reply when I’m stoned.
I guess that’s why I don’t mind so much
That we’re just so out of touch.

I’m just myself, but never sober.
I’m just a shell, I can’t get over
The way your eyes look endless,
When the disco lights beat in time
With my playlist.

Tell me you feel the same, even if it’s a lie.
I’ll pretend I’ll believe you until the day I die.
Let me sleep on your couch, I’ll drift off with a sigh,
I’ll wake in the night, so I can get high.
Let me live everyday until I die,
I’ll wake in the night so I can get high.