I get to know myself every weekend
And I'm weak
Hangovers feel good
When I know it’s the last one
Then I feel so good
That I have another one

Last Friday I took acid and mushrooms
I did not transcend
I felt like a walking piece of shit
In a stupid looking ja

Last night I drove to Harper’s Ferry and I thought about you
There were signs on the road that warned me of stop signs
The speed limit kept decreasing by ten
As we entered a town about halfway there
It was almost raining at the train station
We put our hoods on our heads at t

That’s not what I meant to say at all
I mean, I’m sick of meaning
I just wanna hold you

But that’s not what I wanted to say at all
I mean, I’m sick of meaning
I just wanna hold you

(Is it the chorus yet?
No, it’s just a building of the verse
So when the chorus

I got so fucking romantic
I apologize
Lemme light your cigarette
Come visit Kansas for a week of debauchery
Songs and high-fives and weird sex

Cute thing
Don’t be rude, thing
Hot thing
It was nothing

God
Give me Frank Ocean's voice
And John Entwist

I never see the threat too soon
The blood on the bandage, the ghost in the room
Got a canvas as white as the Moon
But when I see it at night, it's a sickening blue
I was thinking people never change
But there's a new taste of dread that I cannot explain
In the thoughts th

In the backseat of my heart My love tells me I'm a mess I couldn't get the car to start I left my keys somewhere in the mess It comes and goes in plateaus One month later, I'm a fucking pro My

Apologies to future mes and you's
But I can't help feeling like we're through
The ripping of the tape hurts my ears
In my years, I've never seen anyone quit quite like you do

Twin bruises on my shins
From where I kicked the back of the seat in
They meant what I went thr

I’m so sick of (fill in the blank) Accomplish more, accomplish nothing If I were split in two I would just take my fists So I could beat up the rest of me You have no right to be depressed Yo

(What's up, guys?)
(You are now listening to, uh, Car Seat Headrest)

I'm so sick of, fill in the blank
Accomplish more, accomplish nothing
If I were split in two I would just take my fists
So I can beat up the rest of me

You have no right to be depressed
You haven

You can never tell the truth
But you can tell something that sounds like it
You can never tell the truth
But you can tell something that sounds like it

My eyebrows are growing back in nicely
But I'm still ugly on the inside

You can never tell the truth
But you can

I fell over
I fell onto the ground
I wish I was sober
I can’t get up off the ground

I closed my eyes
And thought I was blind
It’s the middle of the night
And I’ll never be alright again

And this wallpaper
Keeps going round the room
Keeps going round th

Bullshit, love
Bullshit
Love, it's bullshit

I am not allowed to have feelings
Feelings would complicate this
I'm a stupid, ugly, stuttering asshole
And there is no dignity in my anger
Mind if I cough in your ear all night?
Mind if I resent you for a year tonight

The other night I cried while thinking of having sex with you
Not out of desire or shame, but some subconscious impulse to feel pain
I wiped my tears on my face and neck and the backs of my ears
And said: Now it’s sweat, now it’s sweat, it’s sweat now

Just to see you
It’s s

As if on cue
They lit a firework
The sky reeled back
And I ran fast to get to you
I think you knew
Before the war began
What loving to run towards something can do to a man

Fall over the edge
Learn to live while falling
Every laugh is a path worth following<

My boy, we don't see each other much
My boy, we don't see each other much
It'll take some time
But somewhere down the line
We won't be alone

My boy, we don't see each other much
My boy, we don't see each other much
It'll take some time
But somewhere down the lin

Lovely, lovely
In your jeans, frenzy
Another movie that I didn’t watch with you
Another movie and I’m gonna have to move

That final terror is in your house somewhere
Hiding in boxes, behind closed doorways
Out from the forest adjacent to your garage
I’ve seen its ma

Biting my clothes to keep from screaming
Taking pills to keep from dreaming
I want to break something important
I want to kick my dad in the shins

I was referring to the present in past tense
It was the only way that I could survive it
I want to close my head in the car

I’m not hung up on you anymore
But here’s why I hung up

Behind every great love story lies a great suicide
You can't give yourself completely
And keep the man inside

All the sentences I climbed halfway
Saw the heights of what I wanted to say
And crawled from word

What a glorious hell we have found
Until I recognize the sound of my voice again
For years I hadn't had a clue
But suddenly, I can look through your eyes again

This isn't sex, I don't think
It's just extreme empathy
She's not my ex, we never met
But do you still thi

And half the time I want to go home And half the time I want to go home For the past year I’ve been living in a town That gets a lot of tourists in the summer months They come and they stay fo