You could call me a regular
I'm a basic fix for a better man
Seasons change
I'm a maniac for a better love
With a bitter hand
If you see how it's shaking down
You can't live without
I could light the whole thing up

All the parts that you're fucking with
Like a tourniquet
I could light the whole thing up

You can say I'm a stranger now
It's so foreign how we can get it straight
Hazy days in suburbia
At your father's house, we self-medicate
Intertwined with my urgency
It's so new to me
I could light the whole thing up

Nothing else been impressing me
But I gotta see
I could light the whole thing up

Burn the room
Oh, I hear it swell
Over soon
Oh, I hear it now

Honest to God
I really couldn't lie to your face
I look away and feel like a mess
And what I can't accept is the truth
That I don't love you
Wish I could say
I was a better friend to you then
I'm fucking sorry
Wish I could say
I was a better friend to you then
I'm fucking sorry
Once in a while
I will remember everything good
Once in a while

Burn the room
Feel it bloom now
Over soon
I feel it bloom now