I could never be like you I don't ever talk like that Smiling with a sparkling drink And stumbling in your lipstick mess Molly was the loss of this Yeah, it was a tragedy But you keep hanging on With a vacant look, just waiting around For someone to take you home And I know you know I'm not the one I'm sorry I was late, I didn't wanna come Ah! Oh no, man, that it's just that looks fun Ooh My eyes are wandering Can we just eat the news? And dance around the room In a scattered point of views Well take my hand and breathe Babe, just count to three I wish that I could blink And turn all your words into ice cubes So I could fill my drink And I know you know I'm not the one I'm sorry I was late Next time I just won't come Ah! Oh man, I think I gotta run! Ooh Well hey, what's that called? When you're sitting on your couch And having fun, just being by yourself Wondering why We can't commit to love The things that we got We always want more of I know you'd rather have me fake it But I'm not gonna make it Ah! Yeah yeah yeah, man I gotta run! Ooh