Lyrics PRBLM - Friday Pilots Club

PRBLM

I got a problem
My name’s been going around
'Cause people wanna run their mouths yeah, yeah
But I can’t stop them
'Cause I can’t stop myself
From giving them these stories to tell
I can’t stand to be alone
Caught up on my phone
Just some boy that they would never really talk to
I just need another soul, not someone to control
Just someone that I can give a mind to
But is it better, living in the weather of the young (of the young)?
Oh, is it cooler, short-lived but it’s warmer than above
Is it ever, ever enough?
While you were talking
They just get me tired
So I cut the slack while you’re throwing it back, never asking «Are you’re mine?
You know I’m never home
But the more she knows the more I show
In my head, my heart, these bleeding cards all over the table
And I hear them in this room
I never told them what I’m told
Don’t wanna be force-fed, so dead
Oh, I don’t wanna be stable if it’s better, living in the weather of the young
(of the young)
Oh, is it cooler, short-lived but it’s warmer than above
Is it ever, ever enough?
Didn’t really think that it would work this way
'Cause I just sort of woke up
Gettin' comfy in these games we play, oh I used to give so much
I’ma spend it all on a perfect picture of a perfect world
(If you wanna) meet me in the bathroom, you say «That's gross, okay let’s go»
To your place
(Didn't really think that it would work this way)
('Cause I just sort of woke up)
A weary pace
(Gettin' comfy in these games we play, oh I used to give too much)
(I'ma spend it all on a perfect picture of a perfect world)
With a taxi to her’s, with a taxi to her’s
(Meet me in the bathroom)
I will or I don’t
(You say «That's gross»)
«Okay let’s go»
Where it’s better, living in the weather of the young
Oh, is it cooler, short-lived but it’s warmer than above
Is it ever, ever enough?