Baby says she's never been in love.
Never dreamin' of the stars above.
It's as if you never touch the ground.
Hiding from the people in this town.
Everybody seems to know my name,
But when I turn my back, I feel the same.
And I'm starting to think that it's a little bit worse.
This fear of missing out can be a curse,
Can be a curse, can be a curse.
All your friends are broken up somehow.
Talkin' shit and raising their eyebrows.
I'm so tired of that old refrain.
The scene was great but died with all the names.
But it's hard to see the strip when you're flying night-blind.
There's guiding lights but there so hard to find, hard to find.
And the photo that we took is coming clear.
I'm looking at you honey, but you're not here.
And it's hard to see the strip when you're flying night blind.
And when you're lost your so, so hard to find.
The years go by like airplanes across the sky.
You just blink, and they can pass you by.
Pass you by Pass you by
Pass you by Pass you by