Buzzkill Bummer

[Intro]
Where's the— it's not playing
Is it rolling?
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I got the note that you left on my windshield
Thought it was a ticket, didn't read it 'cause I been scared
Acting like a Simpson, I don't care about Springfield
Got my inhibitions listed, 95 Theses, repeat

[Chorus]
See, it don't feel like summer
Overcast, and I'm sad
'Cause you said I should lose your number
And I ain't no runner, marathon
I'm a side-ache, shin splint, past tense regret
Buzzkill bummer

[Verse 2]
Chase a carrot on a stick, one you know you'll never get
Take me to the other side, where grass is green and trees fall amplified
And I can finally get some sleep at night
And I don't have to try, and you won't be dissatisfied
With all my lies and everything I look like
And no such thing as goodbyes
And I don't have to act nice

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
I found your little red notebook
Tucked between my dirty clothes and packages I haven't opened
Read it like your diary, it was just a list of plans and goals
A bunch of stuff you never told me
Probably thought it'd be too boring
Probably thought I'd make a joke at your expense and disrespect the picket fence
You always hope it'd border all your picture-perfect sunsets
And listening to common sense has only led me to regret
Think something's broken in my head
'Cause everything is telling me I should, but I don't love you yet
Don't know why you did or ever would 'cause I'm a scrub at best
Know my intuition's getting smaller, sinking underwater
And I'm drowning, I can doggy paddle for a little
That's about it

[Chorus]
It don't feel like summer
Overcast, and I'm sad
'Cause you said I should lose your number
And I ain't no runner, marathon
I'm a side-ache, shin splint, past tense regret
It don't feel like summer
Overcast, and I'm sad
'Cause you said I should lose your number
And I ain't no runner, marathon
I'm a side-ache, shin splint, past tense regret
Buzzkill bummer

[Outro]
Genghis Khan in a red hood
Baked goods, Big Bad Wolf
But I ain't no sucker
Still half-full 'cause I'm scared of the suburbs