Hideaway
People don't know what to really say
See you later, maybe
It's not a date it's a twist of fate
Stay up late on your own screen
Born awake, glued to TV
He can love away his dreams
She's upstate on repeat
We're in love I think?
Scroll through pictures makes me shake
My friends call me a big fake
But in a way, it's kinda real
Forgotten mess of consequence
Made them realise, there's more to life than little lies
You looked hotter on MySpace
I know, I know
I'll see you later lover
Hearts were stopped and all I got was pain
Living it easy but all those likes were put to shame
I know it's hard to take
Life of locals (But it's all wrong)
Building up teardrops
Feeling so evil
But it's all on your head
We're in love I think?
Scroll through pictures makes me shake
My friends call me a big fake
But in a way, it's kinda real
You looked hotter on MySpace
I know, I know