Your Bong

You had it all the time
I never really looked
I always wanna be the girl

And everytime I hang with all my dudes I know
I'm never ever gonna find you behind my door

And I swear it hurts
When you say you know
And I swear it’s lost
When you say it's not what I think it is
What do I think this is?

So I'll just grab the bong you left and take a hundred hits
Pass out and maybe be yellow
Kinda green
Getting stoned all by my own never was a good idea
Cause I just get so paranoid
I don’t even know why

And swear it hurts
That it's the same
And all you've done
It's not just what I think it is

So I'll get high with my bros
High into the void
High into the boy