Maybe this is me projecting
What am I supposed to do?
I don’t want to be a ‘cool girl’
I’m not really in the mood
I don’t really think I like it
I don’t really think I like you

I’ve been staring at the ceiling
I’ve been up in outer space
If I say I like the feeling
Why can’t I look at your face?
Someone just give me a reason
Before I go and make another mistake

It hurts now
You’re too loud
I’ll blame it on the comedown

I don’t want a conversation
I got nothing left to say
You can see that I’ve been vacant
But you look the other way
I’ll pretend I had a good time
Maybe then I’ll see that things start to change

It hurts now
I’ll shut down
I’ll blame it on the comedown

It hurts now
You’re too loud
I’ll blame it on the comedown