Who Knew

It feels like summer, you know it’s winter, it’s fucking forty five below
I wanna know if you’re cold, are you plated with gold? Maybe I don’t actually
really care
This feeling of misery is like falling from the sky
I know you’ve estranged me but I don’t care to ask why
And those god damn accusations
Make me wanna take vacation
And you get such a sensation
It just builds up my frustration
God damn accusations
Make me wanna take vacation
And you get such a sensation
It just builds up my frustration
Who knew
What this would ever lead to?
I don’t wanna talk to you, don’t wanna walk with you, whatever happened to you?
You said you were a crazy kid but you’re a lazy kid, you should never have kids
I can’t help but think about something you might’ve said
It made me wonder why the hell you made me dread