HARRY WAS HERE, Pritty, AOBeats - Obvious Lyrics

Out the limousine
Hanging on for one hell of a ride
I was 17 making shit up one thing at a time
Throwing gasoline right on the fire just to feel alive
Right in front of me
Going so hard it could be a crime
Out the limousine
Hanging on for one hell of a ride
I was 17 making shit up one thing at a time
Throwing gasoline right on the fire just to feel alive
Right in front of me
Going so hard it could be a crime
It's ok being sad and alone
So I choke down all these pills in my throat
The shit we do to ourselves when we're home all alone
I don't wanna go home
No I don't wanna go home
Faking love for practice
Don't know why I'm this way
Hearts cold like plastic
I don't want to be saved
I wish I was only acting
But I'm fucking insane
I've got the scariest tactics
Stay the fuck out my way
Out the limousine
Hanging on for one hell of a ride
I was 17 making shit up one thing at a time
Throwing gasoline right on the fire just to feel alive
Right in front of me
Going so hard it could be a crime
Out the limousine
Hanging on for one hell of a ride
I was 17 making shit up one thing at a time
Throwing gasoline right on the fire just to feel alive
Right in front of me
Going so hard it could be a crime
Head in my hands
This ain't the first or the last time
I'm tired of lying again
Letting you down
Like I always call it a bad time
There's never enough time in the end
I didn't know these things
Now I now I didn't even have to
If you ever told me things
Just know I never even asked you
Out the limousine
Hanging on for one hell of a ride
I was 17 making shit up one thing at a time
Throwing gasoline right on the fire just to feel alive
Right in front of me
Going so hard it could be a crime

Out the limousine
Hanging on for one hell of a ride
I was 17 making shit up one thing at a time
Throwing gasoline right on the fire just to feel alive
Right in front of me
Going so hard it could be a crime
Out the limousine
Hanging on for one hell of a ride
I was 17 making shit up one thing at a time
Throwing gasoline right on the fire just to feel alive
Right in front of me
Going so hard it could be a crime
It's ok being sad and alone
So I choke down all these pills in my throat
The shit we do to ourselves when we're home all alone
I don't wanna go home
No I don't wanna go home
Faking love for practice
Don't know why I'm this way
Hearts cold like plastic
I don't want to be saved
I wish I was only acting
But I'm fucking insane
I've got the scariest tactics
Stay the fuck out my way
Out the limousine
Hanging on for one hell of a ride
I was 17 making shit up one thing at a time
Throwing gasoline right on the fire just to feel alive
Right in front of me
Going so hard it could be a crime
Out the limousine
Hanging on for one hell of a ride
I was 17 making shit up one thing at a time
Throwing gasoline right on the fire just to feel alive
Right in front of me
Going so hard it could be a crime
Head in my hands
This ain't the first or the last time
I'm tired of lying again
Letting you down
Like I always call it a bad time
There's never enough time in the end
I didn't know these things
Now I now I didn't even have to
If you ever told me things
Just know I never even asked you
Out the limousine
Hanging on for one hell of a ride
I was 17 making shit up one thing at a time
Throwing gasoline right on the fire just to feel alive
Right in front of me
Going so hard it could be a crime