I feel like keeping you up tonight
I got a craving to be next to you
If you got the appetite
Come drink me under the table like we're 22

But don't just stand there, take me to the ocean
Got a washed up dream, I pretend that I'm devoted to
If I come clean, you're the only thing I'm focused on
My routine's just emotional oblivion

Yeah you don't gotta dress up tonight
Cause I'll be a mess but I'll still get to you
You tell your friends that I'm not your type
I guess that depends on if you've had a few

Don't just stand there, take me to the ocean
Got a washed up dream, I pretend that I'm devoted to
If I come clean, you're the only thing I'm focused on
My routine's just emotional oblivion

I just stand there, take me to the ocean
Got a washed up dream, I pretend that I'm devoted to
If I come clean, you're the only thing I'm focused on
My routine's just emotional obli—

My routine's just emotional obli—
(Stand, the ocean got)
(Dream, I'm devoted to)
(Clean, I'm focused on)
My routine's just emotional oblivion

I thought it would cure me
Right now we don't talk
When you get to your thirties
And you can't take it off
It's like you see through me
I wish I was wrong
Hold on to your trophy
It's only a song

And I find the cure
I find the cure
Find the cure
I guess I was wrong