dead ends/happy endings

There are dead ends and there are happy endings

There are people and people that they're hurting

There's a lot to swallow and I don't wanna

There's a dark cloud in my head that smells like marijuana

Message in a bottle, finger on the throttle

Hard to post a pic when they're all fucking models

Can you hear me through this microphone?

I could leave a note or I could write a novel

I can't see straight, I took too many drugs

I'm literally out my brain

Locked in her green room

With some fucking strangers

Asking me about my day

And I don't really know what to say

Ay, ay, ay, ay

You can call it what it is or call it nothing

You can't lie to me 'cause I know what's coming

Check your pocket or TV for some breaking news

The Earth is dying just like my will for trying

And I think it's time to move

Message in a bottle, finger on the throttle

Hard to post a pic when they're all fucking models

I could give it all up and go home

I could leave a note or I could write a novel

I can't see straight, I took too many drugs

I'm literally out my brain

Locked in her green room

With some fucking strangers

Asking me about my day

And I don't really know what to say

Ay, ay, ay, ay

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

Oh, with some fucking strangers

Oh, ay, mmm, hey

Oh, I don't really know what to say

With some fucking strangers