I can get you high, but I can't read your mind
I hate when you lie to me, still you keep me alive
Hands run down your spine, I wish you were mine
What's the perfect lie? Words cannot describe this

Why would you cry? I don't know
I was getting high, now I'm way too stoned (yeah)
I'm too high, I was way too gone (hah)
I was getting too high, now I'm too low (get wrecked)
Yeah, I feel like Lil Peep when I'm in the Benz truck
Yeah, I feel like Lil Peep when I'm in the Benz truck
Rolling up weed, she was tryna flick up
I'm lonely, but I don't give a fuck
Say you love me, do you really love me?
Swear you love me if you really love me
I'm rockin' Air Force 1s and a fucking white tee
Now I drip in Balmain and you really can't leave

I can get you high, but I can't read your mind
I hate when you lie to me, still you keep me alive
Hands run down your spine, I wish you were mine
What's the perfect lie? Words cannot describe this