I guess this is the end of the world
Why don't we meet up at the park
Don't you know that you're my favorite girl
We can sit and watch the city go dark
I don't wanna be afraid of turning into the weeds
Holding out until the day when you whisper to me
Loose jeans
Warm weather
Bruised peach
Tastes better
Split a beer
People gather
Aren't you glad
We're together
Don't you wish we had another day
La Brea yearning, turning into gray
I know there's something more to say
I know, I know, I know
Hello, hello, I'll never say goodbye, baby
But truth be told, I'm in no mood to die lately
Gray in the sky we're going for a drive, take me
I know, I know there's something on your mind
I don't wanna be afraid of turning into the weeds
Holding out until the day when you whisper to me, oh
Loose jeans
Warm weather
Bruised peach
Tastes better
Split a beer
People gather
Aren't you glad
We're together
Don't you wish we had another day
La Brea yearning, turning into gray
I know there's something more to say
I know, I know, I know
Loose jeans
Warm weather
Bruised peach
Tastes better
Split a beer
People gather
Aren't you glad
Don't you wish we had another day
La Brea yearning, turning into gray
I know
Ooh