Jean Shorts

I'm struggling to hold on to, what I said to you.
My visions going black, I'm having a heart attack.
Cuz life just ain't the same, since I had to explain
All my indiscretions, my insecurities.

It's gotten the best of me.

I'm a joke, you're a fake,
We don't have what it takes

I feel tired, I feel bored, much too young to feel so fucking old.
The nights are getting longer, the drinks are getting stronger.
We'll never find what we're really after.

It's gotten the best of me.

I'm a joke, you're a fake,
We don't have what it takes

I'm tired of making this world think I care.
I'm tired of feeling like I'm going nowhere.

I'm a joke, you're a fake,
We don't have what it takes
I'm a joke, you're a fake,
We don't have what it takes