I'm done trying to figure out what you expect
What up on the weekends
You're not making sense
There's no way I'll find you in the end
There's no way I'll find you in the end
Before I'd try to escape
Hide in my high
What a waste
There's no way I'll find you in the end
There's no way I'll find you in the end
I'm done trying to figure out what you expect
What up on the weekends
You're not making sense