Friday Pilots Club - PRBLM lyrics

I got a problem my name's been going around
'Cause people wanna run their mouths yeah
Yeah but I can't stop them
'Cause I can't stop myself
From giving them these stories to tell
I can't stand to be alone
Caught up on my phone
Just some boy that they would
Never really talk to
I just need another soul
Not someone to control
Just someone that I can give a mind to

But is it better
Living in the weather of the young?
Oh, is it cooler
Short-lived but it's warmer than above
Is it ever, ever enough?

While you were talking
They just get me tired
So I cut the slack while
You're throwing it back
Never asking "Are you're mine?"
You know I'm never home
But the more she knows the more I show
In my head, my heart
These bleeding cards all over the table
And I hear them in this room
I never told them what I'm told
Don't wanna be force-fed, so dead

Oh, I don't wanna be stable if it's better
Living in the weather of the young
Oh, is it cooler
Short-lived but it's warmer than above
Is it ever, ever enough?

Didn't really think that it
Would work this way
'Cause I just sort of woke up
Gettin' comfy in these games we play
Oh I used to give so much
I'ma spend it all on a perfect
Picture of a perfect world
Meet me in the bathroom
You say "That's gross, okay let's go"

To your place a weary pace
With a taxi to her's, with a taxi to her's
I will or I don't "Okay let's go"

Where it's better
Living in the weather of the young
Oh, is it cooler
Short-lived but it's warmer than above
Is it ever, ever enough?