Count to 10 and then back again
I'm tapping out
My threadbare grin's so thin it's slipping now
I want to smash our phones and fake our deaths
I want to talk with you and no one else
I want to go awol
I want to go awol
I want to sit and talk and dance and screw
I want to do some filthy things to you
I want to go awol
Count to 10 and then back again
I'm freaking out
Hold my hand I'm all but done I'm bleeding out
I wanna leave the world and eat the sun
Black the sky but most of all
I want to go awol
I want to go awol
I want to sit and talk and dance and screw
I want to do some consensual things with you
I want to go awol
I could go anywhere with you
Go anywhere with you
Go AWOL AWOL AWOL AWOL with you