Can′t get your name past my lips like a slur

And I think I'm in love with the idea of her

Lie in the morning auroraWhat time is it in California?

Throwing up brains through my mouth

Yeah, I′m thinkin' out loud things we won't talk about

Remember the time that we snuck in her house?

They don′t want me around

But I can′t get your name past my lips like a slur

And I think I'm in love with the idea of her

Cried like annoying cicada

What time is it in California?

GMT minus eight and I′m stayin' up late

With your face in my head like a drone

If I don′t want anyone, then why do I feel so alone?

I'll reach out if you don′t

'Cause I can't get your name past my lips like a slur

And I think I′m in lovе with the idea of her

Lie in the morning aurora

What time is it in California?

Can′t get your name past my lips like a slur

And I think I'm in love with the idea of her

Cried like annoying cicada

What time is it in California?

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