CHIPS (ft American Teeth)

Eating chips on my bed
Sixty-eight unread texts
We avoid making friends and killing time and boring sex
‘Cause it’s all the same in the end
This life’s a sitcom, play pretend
Spend your money, say you love me
Let’s just kick it till we’re dead

If I bought a locket, could I have a strand of your hair?
Would you have my back if it got too scary out there?
When the medication tastes like hell
Could you maybe save me from myself again?
Who needs jealousy when you’ve got you, and I’ve got me?

Eating chips on my bed
Sixty-eight unread texts
We avoid making friends and killing time and boring sex
‘Cause it’s all the same in the end
This life’s a sitcom, play pretend
Spend your money, say you love me
Let’s just kick it, kick it till we’re dead
Kick it, kick it till we’re dead

Listening to Cudi, rollin’ up a spliff in your room
I get too high and laugh at everything that you do
When the medication tastes like hell
I’ll be there to save you from yourself again
Who needs jealousy when you’ve got you, and I’ve got me?

Eating chips on my bed
Sixty-eight unread texts
We avoid making friends and killing time and boring sex
‘Cause it’s all the same in the end
This life’s a sitcom, play pretend
Spend your money, say you love me
Let’s just kick it, kick it till we’re dead
Kick it till we’re dead