Zooted, I'm zooted The room is spinning 'round and 'round And tonight going stupid I wanna wake up in the clouds Tell my friends I'm pulling up Put some liquor in my cup I'm getting higher off your love 'Cause I'm zooted, so zooted

Do you wanna be my girl? Let it breathe Do you wanna be my baby? I wake up early in the morning You go to sleep late at night I kinda front like I don't want to Inside I'm losing my mind Don't tell me that you got a boyfriend Don't tell me I'm not your

Yeah, yeah, yeah I don't wanna be the one to be So, love me a little Don't need a lot 'Cause I'm human, it's the only thing I've got Oh, love me a little Be my friend In this cruel reality, it's the only thing I need If you love me a little

I hope you feel the same when you see my face, you better pull up on me Ain't no backin' down, prepared to shake, you better pull up on me I heard you talkin' cray, I know you hella fake, you better pull up on me Now you wanna be my friend, no, you ain't

Girl, I don't wanna talk too much I just wanna see your naked truth I wanna call you up sometimes Whenever you cross my mind I know you remember when we used to be more than friends I know that was way back when But can we fuck again? Ain't no secret,

Lil' Bo Peep with a brand new bitch In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick Friends switch up when you in a Benz truck (skrrt) Always wanna fuck, tell a bitch, "Good luck" Iced out teeth on a iced out

You wanna be more than just friends I can't go through this again Stop trying get inside my head Don't wanna do more than hookup It's getting stupid 'cause I shoulda known but I forgot That you think we're something that we're not Something that we're not

I wanna feel your body breaking Wanna feel your body breaking and shaking and left in the cold I want to heal your conscience making a change to fix this dying soul Hello, mirror,so glad to see you my friend, it's been a while Searching, fearless,where

Do you wanna be a friend of mine? Amy don't you go I want you around Singin' woah, please don't go Is your heart singing out of tune Dirty records from another time Some blood stains on your shoes Amy please don't go Are your eyes just singing the blues

Sing your least favorurite song At the top of my lungs (oh, oh, oh) I'll go out, grow my hair too long I'll go out, kiss all of your friends Make a story and pretend It was me who made this end (oh, oh, oh) And I don't wanna be locked out I don't wanna