Lately I've been so afraid of truth
Baby, I don't know what I should do
Every time I see your face
Culmination of the human race
I feel home when I'm with you
So maybe we could pack our shit in the back of
This station wagon, racing like Nascar
Escape our baggage, safe isn't that far
And which way the wind blows
I'm cool with, don't matter
Cruising, the bluebonnet wind on the dashboard
Screaming til our throats are sore, we're disasters
F*ck growing up, let's be young 'til we pass on
And f*ck all our exes, they loved us so backwards
Made us think love was a bad word
Like, love, the big L, yeah, that's cursed
Maybe it's good 'cause we have learned
Never to be the like the ones in our past, dear
Made us think love was a bad word
Like, love, the big L, yeah, that's cursed
Maybe it's good 'cause we have learned
Never to be the like the ones in our past, dear
Lately I've been so afraid of truth
Baby, I don't know what I should do
So maybe we could pack our shit in the back of
This station wagon, racing like Nascar
Escape our baggage, safe isn't that far
And which way the wind blows
I'm cool with, don't matter
Cruising, the bluebonnet wind on the dashboard
Screaming til our throats are sore, we're disasters
F*ck growing up, let's be young 'til we pass on
And f*ck all our exes, they loved us so backwards
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Lately I've been so afraid of truth
Baby, I don't know what I should do
Every time I see your face
Culmination of the human race
I feel home when I'm with you
So maybe we could pack our shit in the back of
This station wagon, racing like Nascar
Escape our baggage, safe isn't that far
And which way the wind blows
I'm cool with, don't matter
Cruising, the bluebonnet wind on the dashboard
Screaming til our throats are sore, we're disasters
F*ck growing up, let's be young 'til we pass on
And f*ck all our exes, they loved us so backwards
Made us think love was a bad word
Like, love, the big L, yeah, that's cursed
Maybe it's good 'cause we have learned
Never to be the like the ones in our past, dear
Made us think love was a bad word
Like, love, the big L, yeah, that's cursed
Maybe it's good 'cause we have learned
Never to be the like the ones in our past, dear
Lately I've been so afraid of truth
Baby, I don't know what I should do
So maybe we could pack our shit in the back of
This station wagon, racing like Nascar
Escape our baggage, safe isn't that far
And which way the wind blows
I'm cool with, don't matter
Cruising, the bluebonnet wind on the dashboard
Screaming til our throats are sore, we're disasters
F*ck growing up, let's be young 'til we pass on
And f*ck all our exes, they loved us so backwards
Baby, I don't know what I should do
Every time I see your face
Culmination of the human race
I feel home when I'm with you
So maybe we could pack our shit in the back of
This station wagon, racing like Nascar
Escape our baggage, safe isn't that far
And which way the wind blows
I'm cool with, don't matter
Cruising, the bluebonnet wind on the dashboard
Screaming til our throats are sore, we're disasters
F*ck growing up, let's be young 'til we pass on
And f*ck all our exes, they loved us so backwards
Made us think love was a bad word
Like, love, the big L, yeah, that's cursed
Maybe it's good 'cause we have learned
Never to be the like the ones in our past, dear
Made us think love was a bad word
Like, love, the big L, yeah, that's cursed
Maybe it's good 'cause we have learned
Never to be the like the ones in our past, dear
Lately I've been so afraid of truth
Baby, I don't know what I should do
So maybe we could pack our shit in the back of
This station wagon, racing like Nascar
Escape our baggage, safe isn't that far
And which way the wind blows
I'm cool with, don't matter
Cruising, the bluebonnet wind on the dashboard
Screaming til our throats are sore, we're disasters
F*ck growing up, let's be young 'til we pass on
And f*ck all our exes, they loved us so backwards
Writer: Leah Wilson
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