You know, the thing about seeing people
Is deciding what you want them to see
Will they wish that I could stay forever
Or will they want me to leave
Maybe they're just racking up
All the ways that I fucked up
I bet you when they're on their own
They're shit talkin' all the way home
Oh, shit talkin' all the way home
Oh, shit talkin' all the way home
All the way home
You know, the thing about seeing people
Is the guarantee of having regrets
I spent the whole day getting ready
But they don't seem impressed
Hype myself out the door
My psych said I should get out more
Tried to find the words to bail
Instead, I send, "I'm here! Downstairs"
Oh, shit talkin' all the way home
Oh, shit talkin' all the way home
Oh, shit talkin' all the way home
Oh, shit talkin' all the way home
All the way home
Next time maybe I'll stay home
I do better on my own
Puts me in an awful mood
To test my social aptitude
Oh, shit talkin' all the way home
Oh, shit talkin' all the way home
Oh, shit talkin' all the way home
Oh, shit talkin' all the way home
All the way home
All the way home
All the way home
